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