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