1 verse:
He leadeth me: O blessed thought!
O words with heavenly comfort fraught!
Whate'er I do, where'er I be,
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me!
2 verse:
Sometimes mid scenes of deepest gloom
Sometimes where Eden's flowers bloom
By waters calm o'er troubled sea,
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me!
Chorus:
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!
3 verse:
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!
4 verse:
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!
