Oh, spirit, o'er whelmed by thy failures and fears, Look up to thy Lord tho' with trembling and tears, Weak Faith, to thy call seem the heavn's only dumb? To thee is the message, "Hold fast 'til I come." Hold fast 'til I come, Hold fast 'til I come, A bright crown awaits thee; Hold fast 'til I come. Hold fast when the world would allure thee to sin, Hold fast when the tempter assails from within; In sunshine or sadness, in gain or in loss, To falter were madness, Oh cling to the Cross. Hold fast 'til I come, Hold fast 'til I come, A bright crown awaits thee; Hold fast 'til I come. Thy savior is coming in tenderest love, To make up his jewels and bear them above; Oh, child, in thine anguish, despairing or dumb, Remember the message, "Hold fast 'til I come." Hold fast 'til I come, Hold fast 'til I come, A bright crown awaits thee; Hold fast 'til I come.