1 All the way my Savior leads me;
what have I to ask beside?
Can I doubt his tender mercy,
who through life has been my guide?
Heavenly peace, divinest comfort,
here by faith in him to dwell,
for I know, whate’er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well;
for I know, whate’er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well.

2 All the way my Savior leads me,
cheers each winding path I tread,
gives me grace for every trial,
feeds me with the living bread;
though my weary steps may falter,
and my soul athirst may be,
gushing from the rock before me,
lo! a spring of joy I see;
gushing from the rock before me,
lo! a spring of joy I see.

3 All the way my Savior leads me;
O the fullness of is love!
Perfect rest to me is promised
in my Father’s house above;
when my spirit, clothed immortal,
wings its flight to realms of day,
this my song through endless ages,
Jesus led me all the way;
this my song through endless ages,
Jesus led me all the way.