Accept-ed at Thy throne of grace, Let this petition rise: The blessings of Thy grace im- part, And make me live to Thee. Thy presence thro' my jour-ney shine, And crown my journey's end. A-men. 219 DUNDEE C. M. WILLIAM COWper, 1772 Arr. fr. CHRISTOPHER TYE, 1553 1. God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to per-form; 2. Ye fearful saints, fresh cour-age take; The clouds ye so much dread 3. Judge not the Lord by fee ble sense, But trust Him for His grace; He plants His foot-steps in the sea, And rides up - on the storm. 4 His purposes will ripen fast, The bud may have a bitter taste, 199 5 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 5 "The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, I will not, I will not desert to his foes; That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, 222 HE LEADETH ME L. M. With Refrain Rev. JOSEPH H. GILMORE, 1861 WILLIAM B. Bradbury, 1864 1. He lead-eth me: O bless-ed thought! O words with heav'nly comfort fraught! 2. Sometimes 'mid scenes of deep-est gloom,Sometimes where Eden's bow-ers bloom, 3. Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine, Nor ev - er mur mur nor re - pine; 4. And when my task on earth is done, When by Thy grace, the vic- t'ry's won, 4 What-e'er I do, wher-e'er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that lead - eth me. By wa-ters calm,o'er troubled sea,- Still 'tis His hand that lead - eth me. Content, what-ev - er lot I see, Since 'tis my God that lead - eth me. E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, Since God thro' Jor - dan lead – eth me. Refrain He lead eth me, He lead - eth me: By His own hand He lead-eth me: His faithful follower I would be, For by His hand He lead- eth me. A-men. |