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by Cheremiah

He stretched forth His hand
Said come to me

My grace is sufficient
This day for thee

Put forth your hand
In my great hand

I’ll lead you on
The path I’ve planned

I’ll comfort you
In sorrow’s pain

To self you’ll die
But life you’ll gain

Oh trust in me
I never fail

I chart your course
I raise your sail

And onward now
To heights unknown

I’ll be your God
You are my own

If the Son therefore shall make you free,ye shall be free indeed.
John 8:36(KJV)

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