Dear little pilgrim, pressing on
To Canaan’s happy land—
O, can you hear your Savior’s voice,
And follow His command?
Yes, I will go where Jesus went,
Not fearing Jordan’s wave;
The Well Beloved the Father sent
I know is strong to save.
My Savior calls me to His side—
Lord, I will follow Thee!
I know Thine angels still abide
With little ones like me.
With joy I’ll go where He shall lead,
My guide He’ll surely be,
Who gave me life and friends and home,
And gave Himself to me.
I walk the path His footsteps trod,
I gaze on hill and vale
His presence blessed, I view the sea
Where Jesus calmed the gale.
I shall be safe, kept by His power
Who rules the angry wave;
Though sorrows press and dangers lower,
He ever lives to save!
And now, by faith, in Jordan’s flood
Obeying His command,
Saved by the water and the blood,
His child, redeemed, I stand!
He careth for His little ones,
He bids them,
Come to Me.
Of such as these, shall, in that day
My heav’nly kingdom be!