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