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