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He Leadeth Me Beside Still Waters
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(published by Horace Waters, N.Y., 1863)
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“He leadeth me,” Oh! blessed thought!
Oh! words with heavenly comforts fraught,
What-e’er I do, where-e’er I be,
Still ’tis God that leadeth me.
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He leadeth me! he leadeth me!
By his own hand he leadeth me.
He leadeth me! he leadeth me!
By his own hand he leadeth me.
Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine,
Nor ever murmur or repine--
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since, ’tis God that leadeth me.
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Sometimes, ’mid scenes oof deepeat gloom,
Sometimes, where Eden’s bowers bloom;
By waters still, o’er troubled sea –
Still ’tis God that leadeth me!
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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.
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