Where many round me blindly stray;
But he vouchsafes to be my Guide,
And keeps me in the narrow way.
3 The wilderness affords no food,
But God for my support prepares,
Provides me every needful good,
And frees my soul from wants and cares.
4 With him sweet converse I maintain;
Great as he is, I dare be free;
I tell him all my grief and pain,