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