O blessed leadeth thought me! He

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