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