blessed O me! leadeth thought He

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