Through all this life’s eventful road,
Fain would I walk with thee, my God,
And find thy presence light around,
And every step on holy ground.
Each blessing would I trace to thee;
In every grief, thy mercy see;
And through the paths of duty move,
Conscious of thine encircling love.
And when the angel Death stands by,
Be this my strength, that thou art nigh;
And this my joy, that I shall be
With those who dwell in light with thee.
“Walking with God” The Christian Hymn Book, 1861.