Joseph H. Gilmore / William B. Bradbury · 1862
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CHe leadeth me, O Fblessed Cthought
O words with heavenly Gcomfort Cfraught
CWhate'er I do, whereFe'er I Cbe
Still 'tis God's hand that Gleadeth Cme
Chorus
CHe leadeth me, He Fleadeth Cme
By His own hand He Gleadeth Cme
CHis faithful follower FI would Cbe
For by His hand He Gleadeth Cme
Verse 2
CSometimes mid scenes of Fdeepest Cgloom
Sometimes where Eden's Gbowers Cbloom
CBy waters still, Fo'er troubled Csea
Still 'tis His hand that Gleadeth Cme
Verse 3
CLord, I would place my hand Fin CThine
Nor ever murmur Gnor Crepine
CContent, whatever lot FI Csee
Since 'tis my God that Gleadeth Cme
Verse 4
CAnd when my task on earth Fis Cdone
When by Thy grace the Gvictory's Cwon
CE'en death's cold wave I Fwill not Cflee
Since God through Jordan Gleadeth Cme