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.
I will follow Thee, my Savior, Thou didst shed Thy blood for me; And though all men should forsake Thee, By Thy grace I’ll follow Thee. Though the road be rough and stormy, Trackless as the foaming sea, Thou hast trod this way before me, And I gladly follow Thee. Though ’tis lone and dark and dreary, Cheerless though my path may be, If Thy voice I hear before me, Fearlessly I’ll follow Thee. Though I meet with tribulation, Sorely tempted though I be, I remember Thou wast tempted, And rejoice to follow Thee. Though Thou leadest through afflictions, Poor, forsaken though I be, Thou wast destitute, afflicted, And I only follow Thee.