1 I walk in danger all the way;
the thought shall never leave me
that Satan, who has marked his prey,
is plotting to deceive me.
This foe with hidden snares
may seize me unawares
if e'er I fail to watch and pray;
I walk in danger all the way.

2 I pass through trials all the way,
with sin and ills contending;
in patience I must bear each day
the cross of God's own sending.
Oft in adversity
I know not where to flee,
when storms of woe my soul dismay;
I pass through trials all the way.

3 Grim death pursues me all the way,
nowhere I rest securely;
he comes by night, he comes by day,
he takes his prey most surely.
A failing breath, and I
in death's strong grasp may lie
to face eternity today;
grim death pursues me all the way.

4 I walk with angels all the way,
they shield me and befriend me;
all Satan's pow'r is held at bay
when heav'nly hosts attend me.
They are my sure defense;
all fear and sorrow, hence!
Unharmed by foes, do what they may,
I walk with angels all the way.

5 I walk with Jesus all the way,
his guidance never fails me;
within his wounds I find a stay
when Satan's pow'r assails me;
and by his footsteps led,
my path I safely tread.
No evil leads my soul astray;
I walk with Jesus all the way.

6 My walk is heav'nward all the way;
await, my soul, the morrow,
when your at last with joy can say
farewell to sin and sorrow.
All worldly pomp, begone!
To heav'n I now press on.
For all the world I would not stay;
my walk is heav'nward all the way.