He leadeth me

O blessed thought

O words with heav'nly comfort fraught

Whate'er I do where'er I be

Still 'tis Christ's hand that leadeth me

He leadeth me he leadeth me

By his own hand he leadeth me

His faithful follower I will be

For by his hand he leadeth me

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

Lord I would clasp Thy hand in mine

And never murmur or repine

Content whatever lot I see

Since it is tour that leadest me

He leadeth me

He leadeth me by his own hand

He leadeth me his faithful follower

I will be for by his hand he 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 Thou in triumph leadest me

He leadeth me

He leadeth me by his own hand

He leadeth me his faithful follower

I will be for by his hand he leadeth me

He leadeth me

He leadeth me by his own hand

He leadeth me his faithful follower

I will be for by his hand he leadeth me