Title: They could not drink its water
I’ll follow Him,
Where He allows me to tread
The pathways of my own self
I’ll yield to Him
The doubts that have long
Reigned in my heart
I’ll talk with Him
In a manner that only love can
Contain in a lifetime
I’ll hide in Him
When the darts of oppression
Are like a dark cloud, thick and
Threatening
I’ll walk with Him
And let Him lead me by the hand
I’ll tell about Him
And point out traces of His
Footsteps on many old roads
I’ll rest in Jesus,Who, by the wood He carried on
His shoulders, made the bitter
Waters of my life sweet.
