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