1 THOUGH faint yet pursuing we go on our way;
The Lord is our leader, our stronghold and stay;
Though suffering and sorrow and trial we bear,
The Lord is our refuge, and whom shall we fear?
2 He raiseth the fallen, He cheereth the faint;
If the weak are oppressed, He hears their complaint;
The way may be dreary, and thorny the road,
But why should we falter? Our help is in God.
3 And to His green pastures our footsteps He leads;
His flock in the desert how kindly He feeds!
The lambs in His bosom He tenderly bears,
And brings back the wanderers safe from the snares.
4 Though clouds may surround us, our God is our light;
Though storms rage around us, our God is our might;
So faint yet pursuing, still onward we move,
The Lord is our leader; our home is above.
5 And there shall His people eternally dwell
With Him who has led them so safely and well;
The toilsome way over, the wilderness passed,
And Canaan the blessed is theirs at the last.