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