He Leadeth Me

He leadeth me, O blessed thought! O what in heaven he cometh not!

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 follower I would be, for by his hand he leadeth me.

Sometimes me seems hope keepeth gloom, sometimes the head is bow was blue.

By water still, or troubled sea, still 'tis his hand that leadeth me.

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.

Lord, I would bless thy holy name, Lord, evermore my glory claim. Content, whatever lot I stay,

since 'tis my God that leadeth me.

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.

And when my trust on God is done, when by thy grace the victory's won, even death of pain I will not fear, since God through Jordan leadeth me.

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.