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 The River Flow mạ hw ạltsbyḥ Научи меня так жить Надад туслаач Бурхан минь KAN SUAL NAKIN NGAN DEUHMI VEL ạ̹nny rby rḍạk W bezgranicznej miłości Swej yǒu yī zuò chéng shén yào dǎ kāi Grâce, douce parole lʿạzrk
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