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.méi yǒu yī gè jì jié Baruch hashem Масеҳ меояд Аллилуйя Iso Hamma Nomdan Yuqori Nom موسيقى mạ ạ̉ḥly̱ ạlsjwd Бу ялан дюньяда яшап الفترة التاسعة Nessuno è come te
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