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