Jesus my Saviour 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 Saviour leads me, I will gladly
follow ;
Where the loving Saviour leads me, I will gladly go.
2 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 Saviour leads me, onward I'll go.
3 Where'er the Saviour leads me, I'll follow still,
Patient in joy or sorrow, biding His will ;
He knows the path of safety, He bright as day.
knows the way,
Home to the many mansions bright,