He leadeth me // O blessed thought O words with heavenly comfort frought 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 water still /// or troubled sea // still ’tis His hand that leadeth me Lord I would clasp Thy hand in mine // nor ever murmur or repine Content whatever lot I see // since ’tis God’s hand that leadeth me And when my task on earth is done // when by Thy grace the vic’try’s won Even death’s cold wave I will not flee // since Thou through Jordan leadeth me < Back
