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