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