1 My Saviour, I would sing his praise,
The leading light of all my days;
He smoothes the roughest path for me,
And guides me when I cannot see.
Chorus:
I'll sing his praise thro' endless days,
For all his love to me;
I'll sing his praise in sweetest lays,
Thro' all eternity.
2 My shepherd, I would know his voice,
And feed in pastures of his choice;
He leads where flow the waters still,
When simply I obey his will. [Chorus]
3 My comfort I would hold his hand,
When in the vale of grief I stand;
He wipes the tear drops from my eyes,
And tells of bliss beyond the skies. [Chorus]
4 My pilot, I would have him nigh,
When life's last sunset tints the sky;
His hand will guide my bark aright
O'er death's dark sea to fadeless light. [Chorus]
Source: Light in the Valley: a new work of great merit for the Sunday school, revivals, Christian Endeavor, Epworth League, young people's society, and all forward movement along the line of battle... #115