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