1. Blessed lily of the valley, Oh! how fair is he!
    He is mine, I am His;
    Sweeter than the angels’ music is His voice to me
    He is mine, I am I am His!
    Where the lilies fair are blooming by the waters calm
    There He leads me, and upholds me by His strongright arm,
    All the air is love around me, I can fell no harm,
    He is mine! I am His.

                 CHORUS

        Lily of the valley, He is mine!
        Lily of the valley, I am His!        
        Sweeter than the angels’ music is His voice to me,
        He is mine! I am His!

2. Let me sing of all His mercy, of His kindness true,
    He is mine, I am His;
    Fresh at morn, and in the evening, comes a blessing new,

    He is mine, I am His!
    With the deep’ning shadows comes a whisper, “Safely rest!
    Sleep in peace, for I am near thee, naught shall thee molest.
    I will linger till the morning, Keeper, Friend and Guest:”       
    He is mine! I am His.  

3. Tho’ He lead me thro’ the valley of the shade of  death,
    He is mine! I am His;
    Should I fear, when oh, so tenderly, He whispereth,
    He is mine! I am His!
    For the sunshine of His presence doth illume the night,
    And He leads me thro’ the valley to the mountain height,
    Out of bondage into freedom, into cloudless light,
    He is mine! I am His.