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