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