As A Child We Were

As a child we were poor,and tossed in the blues
I wept bitter tear drops alone in my room,
The family circle was broken by troubles and sin
But Jesus held on to my hand.

CHORUS
Jesus held on to my hand
Giving me comfort that only
He can
More than a father, brother or friend
But Jesus, held on to my hand.

At the old saints revival they were making the plea,
I joined them in singing,
He is all that I need
He is all that I need
I sat at the altar after three weeks to stand
But Jesus held on to my hand.

CHORUS
Jesus held on to my hand
Giving me comfort that only
He can
More than a father, brother or friend
But Jesus, held on to my hand.