HE LEADETH ME

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Mar 2, 1904

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 30, No. 9.

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HE LEADETH ME.

BY MRS. CARRIE K. BUTCHER.
Why should I fear life's stormy tide, When Christ my Lord is by my side To lead the way? He walks with me; He holds my hands; And while He guides through desert lands I can not stray.
Above life's din I hear His voice, I walk this "narrow way" from choice, And, O, 'tis sweet His precious promises to hear, To feel His touch, and know Him near To guide my feet!
And when I reach my journey's end, I know on whom I can depend, His name is Love! His own dear feet marked out the way, Through death to life, and endless day, In heaven above.
If I must tarry in the tomb— My Lord has stripped it of its gloom— Sweet be my rest Until He comes—'twill not be long, Then I shall wake, and join the throng, Forever blest!