- He leadeth me, O blessed thought!
 O words with heav’nly comfort fraught!
 Whate’er I do, where’er I be
 Still ’tis God’s hand that leadeth me.- Refrain:
 He leadeth me, He leadeth me,
 By His own hand He leadeth me;
 His faithful foll’wer I would be,
 For by His hand He leadeth me.
 
- Refrain:
- Sometimes ’mid scenes of deepest gloom,
 Sometimes where Eden’s bowers bloom,
 By waters still, o’er troubled sea,
 Still ’tis His hand that leadeth me.
- Lord, I would place my hand in Thine,
 Nor ever murmur nor repine;
 Content, whatever lot I see,
 Since ’tis my God that leadeth me.
- And when my task on earth is done,
 When by Thy grace the vict’ry’s won,
 E’en death’s cold wave I will not flee,
 Since God through Jordan leadeth me. (Joseph H. Gilmore 1862)
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
He Leadeth Me
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