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.
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.
Verse 2:Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom,
By waters still, o' er troubled sea,
Still' tis His hand that leadeth me.
Verse 3:Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine,
Nor ever murmer or repine;
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since' tis my God that leadeth me.
Verse 4: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 Thou through Jordan leadest me.