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