In the hour of trial
Jesus be with me,
Lest by base denial
I depart from Thee;
When Thou seest me waver,
With a look recall,
Nor, through fear nor favor,
Suffer me to fall.

With forbidden pleasures
Would this vain world charm,
Or with sordid treasures,
Spread to work me harm?
Bring to my remembrance
Sad Gethsemane,
Or, in darker semblance,
Cross-crowned Calvary.

Should Thy mercy send me
Sorrow, toil and woe,
Or should pan attend me
On my path below,
Grant that I may never
Fail Thy hand to see-
Grant that I may ever
Cast my care on Thee.

Jesus is our Shepherd,
Wiping every tear;
Folded in His bosom,
What have we to fear?
Only let us follow
Whither He doth lead,
To the thirsty desert,
Or the dewy mead.

Jesus is our Shepherd:
Well we know His voice-
How its gentlest whisper
Makes our heart rejoice;
Even when He chideth,
Tender is His tone:
None but He shall guide us;
We are His alone.

Jesus is our Shepherd,
For the sheep He bled;
Every lamb is sprinkled
With the blood He shed;
Then on each He setteth
His own secret sign-
"They that have My Spirit,"
"These," saith He, "are Mine."

Jesus is our Shepherd;
Guarded by His arm,
Though the wolves may raven,
None can do us harm;
Though we tread death’s valley,
Dark with fearful gloom,
We will fear no evil-
Victors o’er the tomb.

On our way rejoicing,
As we homeward move,
Hearken to our praises,
O Thou God of love!
Is there grief or sadness?
Thou our joy shalt be!
Is our sky beclouded?
Light is found with Thee!

On our way rejoicing,
Gladly let us go:
Jesus is our Leader!
Conquered is our foe!
Christ without, our Safety!
Christ within, our Joy!
Who, if we but trust Him,
Can our hope destroy?

Unto God the Father
Joyful songs we sing!
Unto God the Saviour
Thankful hearts we bring!
Led by God the Spirit,
Gladly we adore-
On our way, rejoicing,
Now and ever more.