#295: He Leadeth Me

(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)

1

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.

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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.

2

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!

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3

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!

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4

And when my task on earth is done,

When by Thy grace the victry’s won,

E’en death’s cold wave I will not flee,

Since God thru Jordan leadeth me.

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