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