Footsteps of Jesus Mary B. Slade, pub.1871 copyright status is Public Domain Subjects: Submission, Consecration, Guidance Scripture: 1 Peter 2:21 Footsteps of Jesus [.xml] Asa B. Everett copyright status is Public Domain Key: E♭ Meter: 9.4.9.4 R Learn about music formats... view sheet music [.pdf] [.sib] play midi [.mid]	Sweetly, Lord, have we heard Thee calling, Come, follow Me! And we see where Thy footprints falling Lead us to Thee. Refrain: 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.

Footsteps of Jesus

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Key: E♭

Meter: 9.4.9.4 R

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Sweetly, Lord, have we heard Thee calling,
Come, follow Me!
And we see where Thy footprints falling
Lead us to Thee.
- Refrain:
  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.