me! O thought leadeth He blessed

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