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.Коль всегда везет тебе lbyt mn nạdạny Temnota neobstojí Luka 12:29-30 ve Matta 6:33 Уян Килисе Парла Praat ek mense, eng'letale - met bridge Эту песню неба ангелы поют Տեր Ես Ուզում Եմ Քեզ Մեծարել Fiume di pace Ісусе, Ти достойний
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