He Leadeth Me

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Words: J. H. Gilmore
Music:  William B. Bradbury

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.


Sometimes ‘mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden’s bowers bloom,
By waters still, o’er troubled sea
Still ‘tis God’s hand that leadeth me.


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.


And when my task on earth is done;
When by Thy grace the vict’ry’s 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 follow’r I would be,
For by His hand He leadeth me.

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