He Leadeth Me, Joseph H. Gil m ore, Wil l iam B. Brad b ury
1.
He leadeth me, O bless d thought!
O words with heav n ly comfort fraught!
Whate e r I do, where e r I be
Still t is God s hand that leadeth me.
C.
He leadeth me, He leadeth me,
By His own hand He leadeth me;
His faithful follower I would be,
For by His hand He leadeth me.
2.
Sometimes mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden s bowers bloom,
By waters still, over troubled sea,
Still t is His hand that leadeth me.
3.
Lord, I would place my hand in Thine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine;
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since t is my God that leadeth me.
4.
And when my task on earth is done,
When by Thy grace the vict r y s won,
E e n death s cold wave I will not flee,
Since God through Jordan leadeth me.