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