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