Travelling to the better land, O'er the desert's scorching sand, Father, do Thou hold my hand, And lead me, lead me on.
2. When at Marah, parched with heat, I the sparkling fountain greet, Make the bitter waters sweet, And lead me, lead me on.
3. When the wilderness is drear, Show me Elim's palm-groves near, With its wells, as crystal clear, And lead me, lead me on.
4. Tlirough the water and the fire, This, O Lord, my one desire: With Thy love my heart inspire, And lead me, lead me on.
5. When I stand on Jordan's brink, Do not let me fear or shrink ; Hold me, Father, lest I sink, And lead me, lead me on.