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Sundays after Trinity: Divine Guidance

245. He leadeth me! O blessed thought

L.M. with refrain


William B. Bradbury, 1864


Joseph H. Gilmore, 1862

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.

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 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.

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 victory's won,

E'en death's cold wave I will not flee,

Since God through Jordan leadeth me.

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