The words of a beloved hymn entitled "He Leadeth Me" by Joseph H. Gilmore are:
He leadeth me, O blessed thought!
O words with heav nly comfort fraught!
Whate er I do, where er I be
Still tis God s hand that leadeth me.
He leadeth me, He leadeth me,
By His own hand He leadeth me;
His faithful foll wer I would be,
For by His hand He leadeth me.
Sometimes mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden s bowers bloom,
By waters still, o er troubled sea,
Still tis His hand that leadeth me.
And when my task on earth is done,
When by Thy grace the vict ry s won,
E en death s cold wave I will not flee,
Since God through Jordan leadeth me.
We must never forget that being a follower of Christ means exactly that. We are following Him and therefore it stands to reason that He is with us.
That is easy to believe when we are "where Eden's bowers bloom". How we love to be in a lovely shelter in a garden where we are protected from both the rain and the heat of the sun. We want to stay there forever! Then we hear God say, "Not yet. Someday you can stay here forever but for now, you must venture out into the world for there is work to be done."
Often we don't like that idea. We prefer wandering amongst the roses, not wandering out amongst hardship, suffering, pain and even death. However, if we stay "in the garden" we cannot reach those outside of the garden and while we certainly learn of God in the garden there are lessons which can only be learned by following Him out the garden gate.
It is scary outside the garden but He has told us that even if we walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, He is with us. We are never alone! When we remember that, we are able to go where we thought and do the things which we never dreamed we could do.
Lord, I would place my hand in Thine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine;
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since tis my God that leadeth me.