He leadeth me beside still waters

"He leadeth me " Oh! blessed thought!

Oh! words with heavenly comforts fraught,

Whate'er I do,

Wheree'er I be,

Still 'tis God that leadeth me.

Chorus:

He leadeth me! he leadeth me!

By his own 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 God that leadeth me!

Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine,

Nor ever murmur nor repine

Content, whatever lot I see,

Since 'tis God that leadeth me.

And when my task on earth is done,

When by Thy grace the victory's won;

E'en death's cold wave I will not flee,

Since God, through Jordan, leadeth me.