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