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