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