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