blessed O me! thought leadeth He

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