He leadeth me

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 still or troubled sea Still tis God's hand that leadeth me. Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine Nor ever nor repine Content whatever lot I see since 'tis Thy hand that leadeth me. And when my task on earth is done. When by Thy grace the victory's won. Even death's cold wave Iwill not flee since God through Jordan leadeth me. O 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, For by His hand He leadeth me