If in the valley where the bright waters flow,
Jesus, my Savior leads me, gladly I’ll go;
If, by His hand directed o’er ocean’s wave,
Gladly I’ll bear His message, lost ones to save.
Where the Savior leads me,
I will gladly follow,
Where the loving Savior leads me,
I will gladly go.
Out on the barren mountains, dreary and cold,
Seeking the sheep that wander far from the fold;
Storm clouds may frown above me, fierce winds may blow,
Yet, if my Savior leads me, onward I’ll go.
Where’er the Savior leads me, I’ll follow still,
Patient in joy or sorrow, biding His will;
He knows the path of safety, He knows the way,
Home to the many mansions, bright, bright as day.