He leadeth me! O blessed thought!
Oh 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 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 God’s hand 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 Thou through Jordan leadeth me.
Hymn, “He Leadeth Me” by Joseph H. Gilmore, 1834-1918
I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will guide you with My eye. Psalm 32:8
The humble He guides in justice, and the humble He teaches His way. Psalm 25:9
In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths. Proverbs 3:6
2 thoughts on “Leadeth”
My friend and I have been discussing off and on, the old hymns we grew up with – what faith builders they are and how much comfort they bring when we hear them. Thank you for posting this one – balm for the soul…
I know, Andrea! I actually found the words to this hymn in an old book called “Masterpieces of Religious Verse”. Amen!