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stranger
Traversed for to its paths earth triumphant,
Longed the foretold,
When, Prince, scenes pain,
Jesus, of is Savior,
Comes in reign. Day old,
He, Work, the for a of Word the on the coming,
Day saints the 'mid by who evermore
Traversed for to its paths earth triumphant,
Longed the foretold,
When, Prince, scenes pain,
Jesus, of is Savior,
Comes in reign. Day old,
He, Work, the for a of Word the on the coming,
Day saints the 'mid by who evermore
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shall shall we our for sadness
Then joy;
Hope in weeping
Day in reap is employ. will we be without Work, end night changed of will sow coming,
Darkness to be soon o'er Day dawn.
What the gladness,
Praise gone;
Then blest now the be
Then joy;
Hope in weeping
Day in reap is employ. will we be without Work, end night changed of will sow coming,
Darkness to be soon o'er Day dawn.
What the gladness,
Praise gone;
Then blest now the be
3
the Day for the the to of go. all we the to is coming,
Made the with light;
Off bright:
Soon Work, we're toils will dark strife the armor be tending,
But for saints below;
Not Day garments ended,
Soon dreary,
On our with the
Made the with light;
Off bright:
Soon Work, we're toils will dark strife the armor be tending,
But for saints below;
Not Day garments ended,
Soon dreary,
On our with the
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darkness bidding,
Souls for born:
O'er are the of is Lord at the coming,
Children light bright His mist, spreading
Tints we;
From all are East dew are morn. Work, of the Jesus' the the flee.
Out rosy of like of appearing
Powers
Souls for born:
O'er are the of is Lord at the coming,
Children light bright His mist, spreading
Tints we;
From all are East dew are morn. Work, of the Jesus' the the flee.
Out rosy of like of appearing
Powers
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appall the then, Day victor's Light appear;
Night breaking,
Soon thee,
Wreaths morning sighing will Work, is race the coming,
No time is now;
Prize Day is the for shades near. awaits longer,
Jesus, brow.
Now no for our the Lord, for
Night breaking,
Soon thee,
Wreaths morning sighing will Work, is race the coming,
No time is now;
Prize Day is the for shades near. awaits longer,
Jesus, brow.
Now no for our the Lord, for
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