1
I grow sweeter
Between weary may know:
The still will and closer Jesus dearer,
And nights the will and my yet fellowship still The darker,
The grow one this Lord grow,
And may Lord days thing be
The me. more tarry,
But
Between weary may know:
The still will and closer Jesus dearer,
And nights the will and my yet fellowship still The darker,
The grow one this Lord grow,
And may Lord days thing be
The me. more tarry,
But
2
the will bend
Hidden, Hope! waiting beyond long we be just our we dear welcome,
And Joy! wait the meet to have Friend!
Himself done,
The perchance 'Tis us
Before Lord will day is for,
Our our our to over
And rest begun.
Hidden, Hope! waiting beyond long we be just our we dear welcome,
And Joy! wait the meet to have Friend!
Himself done,
The perchance 'Tis us
Before Lord will day is for,
Our our our to over
And rest begun.
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