He Leadeth Me

A civil war hymn, written by a young minister when contemplating the words of Psalm 23. Some time later he was surprised to find his own poem published as a hymn! Hear the story, a deep look at the lyrics, and a performance of the song on today’s episode.

LYRICS

1 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. 

2 Sometimes mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden's flowers bloom,
By waters calm, o'er troubled sea,
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me.  

3 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine;
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since 'tis my God that leadeth me.  

4 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.