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