HE LEADETH ME by Henry Burton

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Feb 19, 1894

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 20, No. 16.

HE LEADETH ME.

By Henry Burton

BY THE REV. HENRY BURTON, M.A.

"He leadeth me;" I know that lesson well, For He Himself hath taught me, As on and on, through ways I could not tell, His loving hand has brought me; And so I lean upon His arm and rest; His love is changeless, and His ways are best.

"He leadeth me;" sometimes I broke away, Straying afar all blindly; But still He followed me by night and day, And called to me so kindly, Until I turned, with bleeding feet and sore, And promised I would leave Him nevermore.

"He leadeth me" upon the mountain bare, Amid the clouds and thunder; Then, in the sunshine of the valley fair, I follow on and wonder. But be it up above or down below, It must be right, for He hath willed it so.

"He leadeth me" 'neath ever-changing skies, The raining and the shining; And through the night I only close my eyes, And wait without repining; 'Tis sweet to trust Him when I cannot see, And in the dark to feel He cares for me. —Christian Advocate.