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