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