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