If in the valley where the bright waters flow,
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.
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.
Where the Saviour leads me, I will gladly follow;
Where the loving Saviour leads me, I will gladly go.
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 knows the way,
Home to the many mansions bright, bright as day.
Where the Saviour leads me, I will gladly follow;
Where the loving Saviour leads me, I will gladly go.