Hold My Hand

Deliver me from my own shadows, O God,

from the wreck and confusion of my days, 

for the night is dark and Your pilgrim is blinded.

Hold my hand.

Deliver me from despair. 

Touch with Your flame the lightless lamp of my sorrow.

Waken my tired strength from its sleep.

Do not let me linger behind, counting my losses.

Let the road sing to me of the house at every step.

For the night is dark, and Your pilgrim is blinded. 

Hold my hand. 

Rabindranath Tagore

The Heart of God: Prayers of Rabindranath Tagore. Selected and edited by Herbert F. Vetter. © 1997 Herbert F. Vetter. Tuttle Publishing.