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