Let Me Lean on Thee
Fanny J. Crosby
Hubert P. Main

When my way is hedged about me, 
Hedged with thorns of care;
When the cross I loved so dearly, 
Seems too hard to bear;
When my heart is bowed with sorrow, 
And no light I see -
Lord, Thy tender mercy pleading, 
Let me lean on Thee.

O, for Faith to cast behind me 
Every sad complaint -
Faith to run and not be weary, 
Walk and never faint;
Thou dost know and feel my weakness, 
Saviour, look on me;
Now Thy tender mercy pleading, 
Let me lean on Thee.

Closer let Thine arms enfold me, 
Closer to Thy breast
Draw my weary, trembling, spirit, 
Calm its doubts to rest;
Give me strength for every burden 
Thou hast borne for me;
Lord, Thy tender mercy pleading, 
Let me lean on Thee.

(© 1877)