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He leadeth me! O blessed thought,

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1.He leadeth me! O blessed thought, O words with heav’nly comfort fraught; Whate’er I do, where’er I be, Still ’tis Christ’s hand that leadeth me. He leadeth me! He leadeth me! By His own hand He leadeth me; His faithful follower I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me. 2.Sometimes ’mid scenes of … Read more

Far away the noise

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1. Far away the noise of strife upon my ear is falling, Then I know the sins of earth beset on every hand; Doubt and fear and things of earth in vain to me are calling, None of these shall move me from Beulah Land. I’m living on the mountain, underneath a cloudless sky, I’m … Read more