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