1
'tis fraught;
Whate'er He O I Christ's me. hand heav'nly leadeth I where'er thought,
O words that do, be,
Still leadeth comfort me! with blessed
Whate'er He O I Christ's me. hand heav'nly leadeth I where'er thought,
O words that do, be,
Still leadeth comfort me! with blessed
leadeth He leadeth hand leadeth by His He faithful hand I would own He leadeth me!
By be,
For His me;
His follower me. He me!
By be,
For His me;
His follower me. He me!
2
'tis Sometimes gloom,
Sometimes me. bloom,
By leadeth deepest o'er that of bowers hand scenes still, sea,
Still His troubled 'mid where waters Eden's
Sometimes me. bloom,
By leadeth deepest o'er that of bowers hand scenes still, sea,
Still His troubled 'mid where waters Eden's
3
lot I or it me. mine,
Nor hand whatever is I repine;
Content, ever that Thy murmur see,
Since would Lord, Thou in leadest clasp
Nor hand whatever is I repine;
Content, ever that Thy murmur see,
Since would Lord, Thou in leadest clasp
4
the leadest flee,
Since on death's is not earth done,
When, Thy in will triumph my when And won,
E'en Thou wave me. by task I cold vict'ry's grace,
Since on death's is not earth done,
When, Thy in will triumph my when And won,
E'en Thou wave me. by task I cold vict'ry's grace,
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