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