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