He Leadeth Me

Verse 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. 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. Verse 2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, By waters calm, o'er troubled sea, Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me. 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. Verse 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. 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. Verse 4 And when my task on earth is done, When, by Thy grace, the vict'rys won, E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, Since God through Jordan leadeth me. 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.