8,6,8,6

I

Surpassing great the gift of God

To erring mortals given,

A way that, from their dark abode,

Leads to the light of heaven.

II

O Christ Who art the living way,

Plant Thou my feet therein,

And lead me lest I go astray

In luring paths of sin.

III

Too long I've found a sad delight

In wandering from Thy care,

Nor feared the sudden fall of night,

The darkness, and the snare.

IV

O Jesus Christ, to Thee my soul

In conscious weakness clings;

Teach me to seek the kind control

That peace and safety brings.

V

And lead me upwards day by day,

Till, night and danger past,

I reach by Thee the living way,

The Father's house at last.