With a Gentle Hand - Mystic
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Quote by Joseph Gilmore - He leadeth me: O blessed thought! O words with heavenly comfort fraught!
With a gentle hand, Father lead
Our mass of inexperience—
Humbled, childish human in need.
With a gentle hand, Father lead
Along gravel tracks, who's pitied
Our paucity injurious.
With a gentle hand, Father lead
Our mass of inexperience.
Copyright © Trina Layne | Year Posted 2025
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