"He Leadeth Me"
Music: William B. Bradbury, 1864
Lyrics: Joseph H. Gilmore, 1862
He leadeth me: O blessed thought!
O words with heavenly comfort fraught!
Whatever I do, wherever I be,
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me.
Sometimes amid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom,
By waters still, over 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 Thy hand that leadeth me.
And when my task on earth is done,
When, by Thy grace, the victory's won,
Even death's cold wave I will not flee,
Since God through Jordan 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.