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The day must dawn and darksome night be Verse 3
past; Lord, I would place my hand in thine,
Faith's journey ends in welcomes to the weary, Nor ever murmur nor repine;
And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at Content, whatever lot I see,
last. Since 'tis my god that leadeth me.
Chorus Chorus
Angels of Jesus, angels of light, He leadeth me, he leadeth me,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night! 4/5 By his own hand he leadeth me;
His faithful follower I would be,
Verse 5 For by his hand he leadeth me. 3/4
Angels, sing on, your faithful watches keeping;
Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above, Verse 4
Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, And when my task on earth is done,
And life's long shadows break in cloudless love. When by thy grace the victory's won,
E'en death's cold waves I will not flee,
Chorus Since God through Jordan leadeth me.
Angels of Jesus, angels of light,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night! 5/5 Chorus
HOME He leadeth me, he leadeth me,
353 He leadeth me: O blessed By his own hand he leadeth me;
thought His faithful follower I would be,
Verse 1 For by his hand he leadeth me. 4/4
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He leadeth me: O blessed thought!
O words with heavenly comfort fraught! 354 There'll be pece in the valley
Whate'er I do, where're I be Verse 1
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. I am tired and weary, but I must toil on till the
Lord comes to call me away,
Chorus Where the morning is bright and the Lamb is the
He leadeth me, he leadeth me, light, And the night is as fair as the day.
By his own hand he leadeth me;
His faithful follower I would be, Chorus
For by his hand he leadeth me. 1/4 There'll be peace in the valley, for me some day,
There'll be peace in the valley for me, I pray no
Verse 2 more sorrow and sadness or trouble will be,
Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, There'll be peace in the valley for me. 1/4
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom,
By waters still, o'er troubled sea, Verse 2
Still 'tis his hand that leadeth me. There the flow'rs will be blooming, the grass
will be green, And the skies will be clear and
Chorus serene, the sun ever shines, giving one endless
He leadeth me, he leadeth me, beam, And no clouds there will ever be seen.
By his own hand he leadeth me;
His faithful follower I would be, Chorus
For by his hand he leadeth me. 2/4
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