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1 He leadeth me! O blessèd thought!
O words with heavenly comfort fraught!
Whate’er I do, where’er I be,
Still ‘tis God’s hand that leadeth me.
Refrain:
He leadeth me, he leadeth me!
By his own hand he leadeth me;
His faithful follower I will 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.
3 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine,
Nor ever murmur or repine,
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since ‘tis my God that leadeth me.
4 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.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | He leadeth me! O blessèd thought |
Author: | Joseph Henry Gilmore (1834-1918) |
Refrain First Line: | He leadeth me, he leadeth me |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1986 |
Topic: | The salvation soldier: Faith and trust |