Footsteps Of Jesus
by Asa Brooks Everett And Mary Bridges Brown Baker Canedy Slade
Sweetly, Lord, have we heard Thee calling, Come, follow Me!
And we see where Thy footprints falling Lead us to Thee.
Footprints of Jesus, That make the pathway glow;
We will follow the steps of Jesus Where’er they go.
Though they lead o’er the cold, dark mountains, Seeking His sheep;
Or along by Siloam’s fountains, Helping the weak.
If they lead through the temple holy, Preaching the Word;
Or in homes of the poor and lowly, Serving the Lord.
Though, dear Lord, in Thy pathway keeping, We follow Thee;
Through the gloom of that place of weeping, Gethsemane!
If Thy way and its sorrows bearing, We go again,
Up the slope of the hillside, bearing Our cross of pain.
By and by, through the shining portals, Turning our feet,
We shall walk, with the glad immortals, Heav’n’s golden street.
Then, at last, when on high He sees us, Our journey done,
We will rest where the steps of Jesus End at His throne.
© 1871 Public Domain
Also known as: Footprints Of Jesus
Submitted by: Dan Vandenberg