You shall cross the barren desert, but you shall not die of thirst
You shall wander far in safety though you do not know the way
You shall speak your words in foreign lands and all will understand
You shall see the face of God and live

Be not afraid
I go before you always
Come follow me, and
I will give you rest

If you pass through raging waters in the sea, you shall not drown
If you walk amid the burning flames, you shall not be harmed
If you stand before the pow'r of hell and death is at your side, know that
I am with you through it all

Blessed are your poor, for the kingdom shall be theirs
Blest are you that weep and mourn, for one day you shall laugh
And if wicked men insult and hate you all because of me, blessed, blessed are you!