I know the love and grace of Him whose heart
’Midst all my cares and sorrows bears a part;
Tho’ fears and passions strive to rule my will,
I know that Jesus loves and leads me still.
He leads me still, He leads me still,
Thro’out the storm and darkness of the night;
I walk by faith, for ’tis His will,
And well I know that Jesus leads me still.
When trials come, with doubts a thousand strong,
When dreary grows the way, and dark, and long,
His whispered words thro’ all my being thrill,
For then I know He loves and leads me still.
I love to think of Him while here below,
Of how, for me, He suffered pain and woe;
My peace and joy He bought on Calv’ry’s hill,
And well I know He loves and leads me still.
Some day unknown I’ll see His blessèd face,
The vict’ry mine, thro’ His redeeming grace;
Then, oh, what joy eternity to fill
With praise, because He loves and leads me still.