The Martins - He Leadeth Me lyrics
[The Martins - He Leadeth Me lyrics]
He leadeth me, O blessèd thought! O words
With heav'nly 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
Over troubled sea
Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me
Lord, I would place my hand in Thine
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 vict'ry's won, E'en death's cold
Wave I will not flee
Since God through Jordan leadeth me
With heav'nly 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
Over troubled sea
Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me
Lord, I would place my hand in Thine
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 vict'ry's won, E'en death's cold
Wave I will not flee
Since God through Jordan leadeth me