Where He may lead me I will go, For I have learned to trust Him so, And I remember 'twas for me, That He was slain on Calvary.

Oh, I delight in His command, Love to be led by His dear hand; His divine will is sweet to me, Hallowed by blood-stained Calvary.

Onward I go, nor doubt nor fear, Happy with Christ my Saviour near, Trusting some day that I shall see Jesus, my Friend of Calvary.