[img]http://www.cyberhymnal.org/img/g/i/l/gilmore_jh.jpg[/img][b]HE LEADETH ME[/b][i]Words: Joseph H. Gilmore, 1862.[/i]He leadeth me, O blessèd thought!O words with heavnly comfort fraught!Whateer I do, whereer I beStill tis Gods hand that leadeth me.RefrainHe 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 Edens bowers bloom,By waters still, over troubled sea,Still tis His hand that leadeth me.RefrainLord, I would place my hand in Thine,Nor ever murmur nor repine;Content, whatever lot I see,Since tis my God that leadeth me.RefrainAnd when my task on earth is done,When by Thy grace the victrys won,Een deaths cold wave I will not flee,Since God through Jordan leadeth me.Refrainfrom: http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/h/l/hleademe.htm
_________________SI Moderator - Greg Gordon
Thanks i haven't sang or heard this song since I was a teenager. Such beatiful words that should echo in our hearts.
_________________rick H.
It has been my anthem for the last week! Praise God.