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, di vinest comfort,
Here by faith in Him to dwell.
For I know what there befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well.
For I know what there befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well.
All the way my Savior leads me,
Sheers 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 a thirst may be,
Gushing from the rock before me,
Though a spring of joy I see,
Gushing from the rock before me,
Though a spring of joy I see.
Yes, I know what e 'er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well.