Jesus stretched forth His hand, and caught him.
Matthew 14:31
Words: Holland L. Boyd, in New Victory, edited by Emmett S. Dean (Nashville, Tennessee: National Baptist Publishing Board, 1918), number 47. Dedicated to Miss Elgil Bradford, Albertville, Alabama.
Music: Bloomington Holland L. Boyd, 1918 (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of Boyd (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Reach out Thine hand, my Savior dear,
I long to feel Thy presence near;
When Thou art near, my soul is blest,
In Thee I find sweet peace and rest.
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O Savior dear, reach out Thine hand,
And by Thy side, O let me stand,
Till Thou shalt say, Enough, My child,
No longer face the tempest wild.
Reach out Thine hand and take me in,
And let me now Thy favors win;
I’m sorely tossed upon the sea,
I long to hide myself in Thee.
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How oft I’m tempted on the way,
And foes surround me every day;
O Savior dear, reach out Thine hand,
And lead me to the Beulah land.
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Reach out Thine hand, and hold me fast,
Until the tempests all are past;
Then I shall mount on wings of love,
And reach the promised land above.
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