HE LEADETH ME

HE LEADETH ME 

"The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures; He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul; He leadeth me in the path of righteousness for His name's sake."

Psalm 23:1-3
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As a young man graduated ... I was supplying for a couple of Sundays the pulpit of the First Baptist Church in Philadelphia. At the midweek service, on the 26th of March,1862, I set out to give the people an exposition of the Twenty-third Psalm, which I had given before on three or four occassions, but this time I did not get further than the words,
"He Leadeth Me."
Those words took hold of me as they had never done before, and I saw in them a significance of which I had never dreamed.
It was the darkest hour of the Civil War. I did not refer to that fact, that is, I don't think I did, but it may subconsciously have led me to realize that God's leadership is the one significant fact in human experience; that it makes no difference how we are led, or whither we are led, so long as we are sure God is leading us.
 On a blank page from which I had intended to speak, I penciled the hymn, talking and writing at the same time, then handed it to my wife and thought no more about it. She sent it to "The Watchman and Reflector," a paper published in Boston, where it was first printed. I did not know until 1865 that my hymn had been set to music by William B. Bradbury. I went to Rochester to preach as a candidate before the Second Baptist Church. Going into their chapel I picked up a hymnal to see what they were singing, and opened it to my own hymn, "He Leadeth Me."
-Joseph H. Gilmore
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HE LEADETH  ME

He leadeth me, O blessed thought,
O words with heavenly comfort fraught.
What e'er I do, where'er I be,
Still tis God's hand that leadeth me.

Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes when Eden's flowers bloom,
By waters still, o'er troubled sea,
Still tis His hand that leadeth me.

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.

And when my task on earth is done,
When by Thy grace the victory's won;
E'en deaths cold wave I will not flee,
Since God through Jordon leadeth me.

CHORUS
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.
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