Through good re­port and ev­il, Lord,
Still guide­d by Thy faith­ful Word,
Our staff, our buck­ler and our sword,
We fol­low Thee.

In si­lence of the lone­ly night,
In the full glow of day’s clear light,
Through life’s strange wind­ings, dark or bright,
We fol­low Thee.

Strengthened by Thee we for­ward go,
’Mid smile or scoff of friend or foe,
Through pain or ease, through joy or woe,
We fol­low Thee.

With ene­mies on ev­ery side,
We lean on Thee, the Cru­ci­fied;
Forsaking all on earth be­side,
We fol­low Thee.

O Mas­ter, point Thou out the way,
Nor suf­fer Thou our steps to stray;
Then in the path that leads to day
We fol­low Thee.

Thou hast passed on be­fore our face;
Thy foot­steps on the way we trace;
O keep us, aid us by Thy grace;
We follow Thee.

Whom have we in the Hea­ven above,
Whom on this earth, save Thee, to love?
Still in Thy light we on­ward move;
We follow Thee.