Whereer My Saviors Hand May Lead

Where’er my Savior’s hand may lead,
Whate’er my lot may be;
I will not murmur nor repine,
I’ll know ’tis well with me.

Though storms sweep o’er my trembling bark,
And waves around me swell;
Still this my ransomed soul shall sing,
‘Tis well with me, ’tis well.

Since Jesus shed His precious blood
That I might ransomed be;
I know He’ll safely keep my soul,
Whate’er befalleth me. [Refrain]

Though friends forsake and I alone
The narrow way pursue;
Thy grace, dear Lord, I only ask,
My courage to renew. [Refrain]

Should earthly treasures fade away,
His promise still I’ll plead;
And trust Him, for I know He will
Supply my every need. [Refrain]

Since I am fully saved from sin,
My joy no tongue can tell;
And all along the way I’ll sing,
‘Tis well with me, ’tis well. [Refrain]

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