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