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