My Savior Walks with Me

My Sav­ior walks be­side me

Along life’s rug­ged way

On mount­ain top

in val­ley deep

He lead­eth me each day.

Tho’ I am sore­ly tempt­ed

By sor­row’s weight pressed low

I need but stretch my grop­ing hand

My Sav­ior’s love to know.

Oh yes

He walks with me

His grace is full and free;

He bears my bur­dens

soothes my woes

I know He walks with me.

My Sav­ior walks be­side me

And will un­to the end;

He will my shield and por­tion be

My nev­er fail­ing friend.

He who

for one sheep stray­ing

Would brave the fierc­est blast

Will sure­ly be my shep­herd true

And guide me home at last.

My Sav­ior walks be­side me

And would that all might know

The ten­der love and gra­cious care

He dai­ly doth be­stow.

For all who will be­lieve Him

And seek His par­don­ing grace

He’ll drive the clouds of gloom away

And show His smil­ing face.