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Seventh-day Adventist Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Jun 7, 1883

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 9, No. 22.

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HE LEADETH ME.

By Prof. I. W. M'Keever

He leadeth me, he leadeth me: What though the darkness gathers round, What though the clouds and fogs abound, What though no sun or star I see, From doubt and fear I may be free; He leadeth me.
He leadeth me, he leadeth me. In the glad faith I'll ever stand, I feel the pressure of his hand, Loving and kind, and firm and strong, I must not, cannot then go wrong; He leadeth me.
He leadeth me, he leadeth me. Through all the rough and rugged way, I hear his whisper sweetly say, "Friend of my soul, be not dismayed, Lo! I am here to give thee aid;" He leadeth me.
He leadeth me, he leadeth me. Then let the mighty thunders roll, He holds the storm in his control; I'll grasp his hand with firmer hold, And bid my sinking heart be bold; He leadeth me.
He leadeth me, he leadeth me. Though every earthly good be taken, By every earthly love forsaken, I have my everlasting Friend, Who still will love me to the end; He leadeth me.
--Prof. I. W. M'Keever, in Methodist Recorder.