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