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