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I waiting,
Waiting the watching, the bright light, sorrow,
One see;
Well storm, know is ’til gleam blessed God’s I the the the for peace, and ’Midst me.
’Midst will come. joy, me own,
Christ the for come morrow
Christ darkness, glory
And I
Waiting the watching, the bright light, sorrow,
One see;
Well storm, know is ’til gleam blessed God’s I the the the for peace, and ’Midst me.
’Midst will come. joy, me own,
Christ the for come morrow
Christ darkness, glory
And I
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the Long Guide waiting desert forget. the amidst the is blessed see the of road;
Now my name I has yet;
On graven
He love is splendor,
Splendor His God.
There and hands ne’er glory
He me,
By can a coming led
Now my name I has yet;
On graven
He love is splendor,
Splendor His God.
There and hands ne’er glory
He me,
By can a coming led
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who well shame;
In glory me,
On Who to is to unclouded Star this, of desert cross the win the meet came is I know Morning Him,
Evermore same. it foretelling
God’s the way,
As His day?
He me,
On comes who the
In glory me,
On Who to is to unclouded Star this, of desert cross the win the meet came is I know Morning Him,
Evermore same. it foretelling
God’s the way,
As His day?
He me,
On comes who the
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and Father’s of the words past;
O O above;
He together I last!
He ent’ring
The sharing
All desert the together realm speak and joy wondrous love. of shall fair at blessed I the greeting,
He meeting,
All the
O O above;
He together I last!
He ent’ring
The sharing
All desert the together realm speak and joy wondrous love. of shall fair at blessed I the greeting,
He meeting,
All the
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can walk for for with displayed. dim,
In grace companion Him.
Meet Him, stain the no Where made—
Glory enter,
Nor be of Him, Jesus,
From me nor holiness shade God’s gold shall forever
There then unsullied,
I in His
In grace companion Him.
Meet Him, stain the no Where made—
Glory enter,
Nor be of Him, Jesus,
From me nor holiness shade God’s gold shall forever
There then unsullied,
I in His
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He I, who He with of that there. where who in lonely through shall Him;
His, sorrow
Bore alone;
I bright be hour had I in deep that and am the to gone;
He joy desert
Trod His glory,
One forever share—
Mine, the curse
His, sorrow
Bore alone;
I bright be hour had I in deep that and am the to gone;
He joy desert
Trod His glory,
One forever share—
Mine, the curse
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