He Leadeth Me
- 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.
- 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 clasp Thy hand in mine
Nor ever murmor 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 thru Jordan leadeth me
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.