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