IN Shady, green pastures, so rich and so sweet,
God leads His dear children along;
Where the water's cool flow bathes the
weary one's feet,
God leads His dear children along.
Some through the waters,
some through the flood,
Some through the fire, but all through the Blood;
Some though great sorrow,
but God gives a song,
In the night season and all the day long.
Sometimes on the mount where the
sun shines so bright,
God leads His dear children along;
Sometimes in the valley in the darkest of night,
God leads His dear children along.
Tho' sorrow befall us, and Satan oppose,
God leads His dear children along;
Through grace we can conquer,
defeat all our foes,
God leads His dear children along.
Away from the mire, and away from the clay,
God leads His dear children along;
Away up in glory, eternity's day,
God leads His dear children along.