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