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