JAN. 24TH
MEMORY
VERSE: He maketh me lie down in green pastures, he leads me besides quiet
waters, he restores my soul. Psalm 23:2)
TEXT:
PSALM 23, 139:10, 24: ISAIAH 41:13; JOHN 16:13
The blessedness and awe
of being led by Almighty God himself so impressed the author of this text that
he wrote beloved words spontaneously – and these exact words have been sung by believers
around the world for more than a century. Although Joseph Gilmore became a
distinguished university and seminary professor, an author of several textbooks
in Hebrew and English literature, and a respected Baptist minister, he is best
remembered today for this one hymn, hurriedly written when he was just 28.
Gilmore scribbled down
these lines while visiting with friends after preaching about the truths of the
23rd Psalm at the Wednesday evening service of the First Baptist
Church in Philadelphia. He left this account:
At the close of the
service we adjourned to Deacon Watson’s pleasant home, where we were being entertained.
During the conversation the blessedness of God’s leading so grew upon me that I
took out my pencil, wrote the text just as it stands today, handed it to my
wife, and thought no more of it.
Without telling her
husband, Mrs. Gilmore sent the verses to the Watchman and Reflector magazine,
where it first appeared the following year. Three years later, Joseph Gilmore
went to Rochester, New York, as a candidate to become the pastor of Second
Baptist Church. He recalls.
Upon entering the
chapel I took up a hymnal, thinking – I wonder what they sing here. To my
amazement the book opened up at “He Leadeth Me”. And that was the first time I knew
that my hurriedly written lines had found a place among the songs of the
church.
Williams Bradbury, an
important American contributor to early gospel hymnody, added two additional
lines to the chorus: “His faithfully follower I would be, for by his hands he
leadeth me”. Does that describe you?
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.
Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine, nor ever murmur nor repine; content,
whatever lot I see, since ‘tis my God 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.
Chorus:
He leadeth me, He leadeth ne, by his own hand He leadeth me; His faithful foll’wer
I would be, for by His hands he leadeth me.
ACTION
POINT: Visualize a loving shepherd tenderly leading his
sheep. Then be especially responsive to God’s guidance. “AMAZING GRACE; 366
INSPIRING HYMN STORIES FOR DAILY DEVOTION”.
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