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