he leadeth me o blessd thought o words with heav nly 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 sometimes mid scenes of deepest gloom sometimes where eden s bowers bloom by waters still over 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