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