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