When My Steps Are Slow And Weary

When my steps are slow and weary,
Shadows o’er me cast,
And the way seems long and dreary,
Jesus holds me fast.

He will hold me fast
Till my journey’s past;
Ransom’d by His precious blood,
Jesus holds me fast.

Oft when storms and clouds surround me,
He has held me fast;
With His strong right arm around me
Jesus holds me fast. [Refrain]

When my faint heart dreads the morrow,
He will hold me fast;
When my spirit bows in sorrow,
Jesus holds me fast. [Refrain]

When the summons, “Come up higher,”
Reaches me at last,
Face to face I’ll see my Saviour:
He has held me fast. [Refrain]