# 537 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.
Refrain : 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.
2. 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!
3. Lord, I would clasp my hand in Thine, Nor ever murmur nor repine-Content, whatever lot I see, Since ’tis my God that leadeth me.