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