He leadeth me! O blessed thought!
O words with heavenly comfort fraught!
Whate'er I do, where'er I be,
still 'tis God' hand that leadeth me.
Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine,
nor ever murmur nor repine;
content, whetever 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 death's cold wave I will not flee,
since God thru Jordon 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.
- Joseph H. Gilmore -
Gilmore scribbled down these lines while visiting with friends
after preaching about the truths of Psalm 23 at the Wednesday evening service
of the First Baptist Church in Philadelphia.
He left this account:
At the close of the service we adjourned to Deacon Watson's pleasant home,
where we were being entertained.
During our conversation the blessedness of God's leading so grew upon me
that I took out my pencil, wrote the text just as it stands today,
handed it to my wife, and thought no more of it.
Without telling her husband, Mrs. Gilmore sent the verses to the
Watchman and Reflector Magazine where it first appeared the following year.
- Amazing Grace - Kenneth W. Osbeck -
For I the LORD thy God will hold thy right hand,
saying unto thee, Fear not; I will help thee.
- Isaiah 41:13 -
Have a blessed Lord's Day, sweet friends!
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