作曲 : A.P. Carter

I hear a low faint voice of death call

Full and mamma's dead

And it comes from the poor orphan child

That must be clothed and fed

And it calls from the poor orphan child

That must be clothed and fed

And it calls from the poor orphan child

That must be clothed and fed

Savior lead them by the hand(Gently lead them by the hand)

Till they all reach that glittering strand

They call from mended children mouths

poor little boys and girls

Who once had loved their loving hands

To smooth their golden curls

Who wanted mothers loving hands

To smooth their golden curls

Who wanted mothers loving hands

To smooth their golden curls

Savior lead them by the hand(Gently lead them by the hand)

Till they all reach that glittering strand

But now we see those wandering curls

Hang gallop round their brow

They say to us my pappa's dead

And I've no mother now

They say to us my pappa's dead

And I've no mother now

They say to us my pappa's dead

And I've no mother now

Savior lead them by the hand(Gently lead them by the hand)

Till they all reach that glittering strand

Oh, savior every orphan breath

Wherever they may roam

Bless every hand that leaves them

Aid and bless the orphan home

Bless every hand that leaves them

Aid and bless the orphan home

Bless every hand that leaves them

Aid and bless the orphan home

Savior lead them by the hand(Gently lead them by the hand)

Till they all reach that glittering strand