30. He Leadeth Me

1. 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 foll'wer I would be,

   For by His hand He leadeth me.

2. 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.

3. 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.