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