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