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