Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us, O'er the world's tempestuous sea. Guard us, guide us, keep us, lead us, For we are poor and not weary, Yet possessing every blessing, Give our God the power of will. Save your grief for gifts bestowed us, For our weakness thou dost know. Bounteous tread this earth before us, Bounteous feelings keep us low. Lone and dreary, faint and weary, Through the desert thou didst go. Sweet is the word of his sending, Fill our hearts with heav'nly joy. Love with every passion blending, Pleasure that can never cloy. God's provided, God of guided, Nothing can our peace destroy.