1 Thy way, not mine, O Jesus dear,
Though dark it oft may be;
But let thy light to me appear
And choose the path for me.

2 Though hard and steep my path proceeds,
It surely serves me best,
And by Thy grace it upward leads
To heaven's Sabbath rest.

3 I dare not walk the path alone,
I would not, if I might;
But, Jesus, keep me with Thine own,
And lead me by Thy light.

4 Give me the food most meet for me
And fill my cup each day;
But heal my wounds and set me free
From sin and Satan's sway.

5 Press onward then, my weary soul,
To heaven's Sabbath rest,
And journey safely to the goal,
Led by thy Savior blest.