Psalm 23:1-3 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
[2] He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
[3] He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
No matter what happens, the Hand of God holds mine all the way home.
He Leadeth Me
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He leadeth me, O blessed thought! — O words with heav’nly comfort fraught! — Whate’er I do, where’er I be — Still ’tis God’s hand that leadeth me.
CHORUS:
He leadeth me, He leadeth me, — By His own hand He leadeth me; — His faithful foll’wer I would be, — For by His 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 His hand that leadeth me.
Lord, I would place my hand in Thine, — Nor ever murmur nor repine; — Content, whatever lot I see, — Since ’tis my God that leadeth me.
And when my task on earth is done, — When by Thy grace the vict’ry’s won, — E’en death’s cold wave I will not flee, — Since God through Jordan leadeth me.
Joseph H. Gilmore 1862
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