He leadeth me! O blessed thought! O words with heavenly comfort fraught! Whate'er I do, where'er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine, Nor ever murmur nor repine, Content, whatever lot I see, Since God through Jordan leadeth me. And when my task on earth is done, When by Thy grace the victory's won, E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, Since God through Jordan 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.Let there be light ạlsẖhd yqṭr mn sẖftyh You have been given معشر الأبطال قد آن الزمان Nechám sa milovať Scorre un fiume เพราะพระองค์ประเสริฐ Если ты устал идти دايس على عسلك لا جمال في هذي
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