I Will Follow Thee

I will follow Thee, my Savior,

Wheresoe’er my lot may be.

Where Thou goest I will follow;

Yes, my Lord, I’ll follow Thee.

Though the road be rough and thorny,

Trackless as the foaming sea,

Thou hast trod this way before me,

And I’ll gladly follow Thee.

Though I meet with tribulations,

Sorely tempted though I be;

I remember Thou wast tempted,

And rejoice to follow Thee.

Though Thou leadest me through affliction,

Poor, forsaken though I be;

Thou wast destitute, afflicted,

And I only follow Thee.

Though to Jordan’s rolling billows,

Cold and deep, Thou leadest me,

Thou hast crossed the waves before me,

And I still will follow Thee.