I Will Follow Thee My Savior

I will follow Thee, my Savior,
Wheresoe'er my lot may be;
Where Thou goest I will follow,
Yes, my Lord, I'll follow Thee.

I will follow Thee, my Savior,
Thou didst shed Thy blood for me;
And though all men should forsake Thee,
By Thy grace I'll follow Thee.

Though the road be rough and stormy,
Trackless as the foaming sea,
Thou hast trod this way before me,
And I gladly follow Thee.

And I will follow Thee, my Savior,
Thou didst shed Thy blood for me;
And though all men should forsake Thee,
By Thy grace I'll follow Thee.

And I'll be whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow,
Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

Though I meet with tribulation,
Sorely tempted though I be,
I remember that Thou wast tempted,
And rejoice to follow Thee.

And I will follow Thee, my Savior,
Thou didst shed Thy blood for me;
And though all men should forsake Thee,
By Thy grace I'll follow Thee.

And though all men should forsake Thee,
By Thy grace I'll follow Thee.