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