Saviour, through the desert lead us,
Without Thee we cannot go;
Thou from cruel chains hast freed us,
And hast laid the tyrant low:
Let Thy presence, let Thy presence,
Cheer us all our journey through.

Through a desert waste and cheerless
Though our destined journey lie,
Rendered by Thy presence fearless,
We may every foe defy:
Naught shall move us, naught shall move us,
While we see Thee, Saviour, nigh.

With a price Thy love has bought us,
Saviour, what a love is Thine!
Hitherto Thy power has brought us,
Power and love in Thee combine:
Lord of glory, Lord of glory,
Ever on Thy household shine.