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