Jesus, help me, I am wea­ry,
Let me hold Thy hand in mine;
For the stream of liv­ing wa­ter,
In a thirs­ty land I pine;
O my Fa­ther, do not leave me,
In this dark and dread­ful hour,
Fold me in Thy arms of mer­cy,
Keep me from the tempt­er’s pow’r.

Jesus, help me, I am faint­ing,
’Neath the de­sert’s burn­ing sky;
Lead to pas­tures cool and frag­rant,
There my ev­ery want sup­ply;
Shade me with Thy wings eter­nal,
Let me feel Thee ever near;
Thou canst whis­per words of comfort,
Thou canst dry the fall­ing tear.

Jesus, help me, I am sink­ing,
In the cold and chil­ly wave;
Give me strength, my faith in­creas­ing,
Thou alone hast pow­er to save.
Let my soul be filled with rap­ture,
Let my hope be stayed in Thee,
Let me bear my cross with pa­tience,
Till I sleep and wake with Thee.