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.
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
If God through Jordan leadeth me.
He leadeth me!
- Joseph H Gilmore
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