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