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 His faithful follower I would be For by His hand He leadeth me Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine Nor ever murmur nor repine Content whatever lot I see Since 'tis Thy hand that leadeth me 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 And when my task on earth is done When by Thy grace, the vict'ry's won Even death's cold wave I will not flee Since God through Jordan leadeth me He leadeth me, He leadeth me By His own hand He leadeth me His faithful follower I would be For by His hand, His tender hand For by His hand He leadeth me Through the day, He leadeth me Through the night, He leadeth me He leadeth me, through the day Through the night