Scripture Verse

He will be our guide even to the end. Psalm 48:14


Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Ech­oes from Zi­on, ed­it­ed by Will­iam F. Sher­win (New York: Hor­ace Wa­ters & Son, 1874).

Music: Si­las J. Vail (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Vail (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Through each per­plex­ing care and strife,
That marks the check­ered path of life,
My Sav­ior’s guid­ing hand I see,
And know that still He lead­eth me.


He lead­eth me, he lead­eth me,
Let this my theme of rap­ture be!
He lead­eth me, He lead­eth me,
My Sav­ior’s guid­ing hand I see.

Though tri­als great be­fore me rise,
Though clouds of sor­row veil my skies,
Unmoved the com­ing storm I see,
For God my Sav­ior lead­eth me.


He lead­eth me, O joy di­vine!
The glo­ry His, the cross be mine,
Since He who suf­fered on the tree
In tender mer­cy lead­eth me.


With Him, my soul’s eter­nal guide,
What can I wish or want be­side?
In life or death my song shall be,
My lov­ing Sav­ior lead­eth me.