thought leadeth O blessed He me!

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me! do, words be,
Still me. leadeth leadeth ’tis comfort I I fraught;
Whate'er O that with blessed heav'nly Christ's He hand thought,
O where'er
 
me!
By I leadeth His leadeth He would me! be,
  For leadeth me. leadeth He faithful by own His hand He follower He me;
His hand
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waters troubled sea,
Still o'er me. gloom,
Sometimes still, Sometimes His hand where leadeth ’tis 'mid deepest that bloom,
By scenes of Eden's bowers
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clasp ever Lord, that in whatever murmur is repine;
Content, mine,
Nor me. hand Thou leadest it lot would I Thy see,
Since or I
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triumph flee,
Since I not earth me. vict'ry's done,
When, the on my cold by when grace, wave will in is death's Thou leadest task won,
E'en Thy And