I Will Follow Thee

I will follow thee, my Saviour,
Wheresoe’er my lot may be;
Where thou goest I will fallow;
Yes, my Lord, I’ll follow thee.


[CHORUS]
I will follow thee, my Saviour,
Thou didst shed thy blood for me;
And tho’ all men should forsake thee,
By thy grace I’ll follow thee;


Tho’ the road be rough and thorny,
Trackless as the foaming sea;
Thou hast trod this way before me,
And I’ll gladly follow thee.


Tho’ I meet with tribulations,
Sorely tempted tho’ I be;
I remember thou wast tempted,
And rejoice to follow thee.


Though thou lead’st me thro’ affliction,
Poor, forsaken, though I be;
Thou wast destitute afflicted,
And I only follow thee.


Though to Jordan’s rolling billows;
Cold and deep, thou leadest me;
Thou hast crossed the waves before me,
And I still will follow thee.