1 Father! I stretch my hands to Thee,
No other help I know;
If Thou withdraw Thyself from me,
Ah, whither shall I go?

Chorus:
I do believe I now believe,
That Jesus died for me,
And thro' His blood, His precious blood,
I shall from sin be free.

2 What did Thine only Son endure,
Before I drew my breath;
What pain, what labor to secure
My soul from endless death! [Chorus]

3 O Jesus, could I this believe,
I now should feel Thy power;
And all my wants thou wouldst relieve,
In this accepted hour. [Chorus]

4 Author of faith, to Thee I lift
My weary, longing eyes;
Oh, let me now receive that gift!
My soul without it dies. [Chorus]