Gently Lord, O gent­ly lead us,
Pilgrims in this vale of tears,
Through the tri­als yet de­creed us,
Till our last great change ap­pears.
When temp­ta­tion’s darts as­sail us,
When in de­vi­ous paths we stray,
Let Thy good­ness ne­ver fail us,
Lead us in Thy per­fect way.

In the hour of pain and ang­uish,
In the hour when death draws near,
Suffer not our hearts to lang­uish,
Suffer not our souls to fear;
And, when mor­tal life is end­ed,
Bid us in Thine arms to rest,
Till, by an­gel bands at­tend­ed,
We awake among the blest.