A Little Pilgrim On Life’s Way,
Bearing His Cross From Day To Day,
When Faint And Weary, Used To Say,
Jesus, My Saviour !

If Satan Tempted Him Aside,
He Never On Himself Relied,
But Grasped The Shield Of Faith And Cried,
Jesus, My Saviour !

And Looking Up From What He Feared,
Though Far Away His Rest Appeared,
Oh, How The Thought His Spirit Cheered,
Jesus, My Saviour !

Thus, Lord, Direct My Youthful Way,
Thyself To Love, Thy Law Obey ;
Then Shall I Praise Through Endless Day
Jesus, My Saviour