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