He Leadeth Me {Chaplain}

“In pastures green?”–Not always. Sometimes
He, who knoweth best, in kindness leadeth me
In weary ways, where heavy shadows be;
Out of the sunshine warm and soft and bright,
Out of the sunshine into darkest night;
I oft would faint with sorrow and affright,
Only for this–I know He holds my hand;
So whether led in green or desert land,
I trust, [...]

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