Lead us, heav’n­ly Fa­ther, lead us
O’er the world’s tem­pes­tu­ous sea;
Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us,
For we have no help but Thee;
Yet pos­ses­sing ev­ery bless­ing
If our God our Fa­ther be.

Savior, breathe for­give­ness o’er us;
All our weak­ness Thou dost know;
Thou didst tread this earth be­fore us,
Thou didst feel its keen­est woe;
Lone and drea­ry, faint and wea­ry,
Through the de­sert Thou didst go.

Spirit of our God, des­cend­ing,
Fill our hearts with heav’n­ly joy,
Love with ev­ery pas­sion blend­ing,
Pleasure that can ne­ver cloy;
Thus pro­vid­ed, par­doned, guid­ed,
Nothing can our peace de­stroy.