I'm traveling a city, Where I've never been before And I know that I may stumble and falter on the way But there's a friend who'd lead me, I won't have to go alone I'll keep holding to His hand, till I get home Till I get home, I'll keep holding to his hand Till I get home, He's the rock on which I'll stand If I let Him lead the way, I'll know I'll never stray And I'll keep holding to His hand till I get home I can see the lights, the soars and sights, I know I'm almost home And I love His precious nail-scared hands that lead me on the way If you're wonder'n, Friend, How to make it in, I know He'll see you through And just keep holding to His hand, and you'll get home Till I get home, I'll keep holding to his hand Till I get home, He's the rock on which I'll stand If I let Him lead the way, I'll know I'll never stray And I'll keep holding to His hand till I get home If I let Him lead the way, I know I'll never stray And, I'll keep holding to His hand till I get home