1 He leadeth me! O blessed tho’t!
O words with heav’nly comfort fraught!
What-e’er I do, where-e’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 fol-l’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. [Refrain]
3 Lord, I would clasp Thy had in mine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine,
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since ‘tis Thy hand that leadeth me. [Refrain]
4 And when my task on earth is done,
When, by Thy grace, the vic-t’ry’s won,
E’en death’s cold wave I will not flee,
Since God thro’ Jordan leadeth me. [Refrain]
