223 245. He leadeth me! O blessed thought
L.M. with refrain
Aughton:
William B. Bradbury, 1864
Refrain
Joseph H. Gilmore, 1862
He leadeth me! O blessed thought! O words with heavenly comfort fraught! Whate'er I do, where'er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. | 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. | Sometimes mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, By waters calm, o'er troubled sea, Still 'tis his hand that leadeth me. | Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine, 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 victory's won, E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, Since God through Jordan leadeth me. | |