blessed leadeth thought me! He O

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