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the The still be
The Lord Lord sweeter
Between closer my days weary dearer,
And Jesus grow,
And tarry,
But grow yet know:
The I may fellowship this more will still may one grow and nights darker,
The thing and will me.
The Lord Lord sweeter
Between closer my days weary dearer,
And Jesus grow,
And tarry,
But grow yet know:
The I may fellowship this more will still may one grow and nights darker,
The thing and will me.
2
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The just the day to rest have Hope! Lord we welcome,
And bend
Hidden, the meet long we wait dear will be will to us
Before for,
Our over
And Joy! beyond ’Tis perchance begun. waiting is our Friend!
Himself our our
The just the day to rest have Hope! Lord we welcome,
And bend
Hidden, the meet long we wait dear will be will to us
Before for,
Our over
And Joy! beyond ’Tis perchance begun. waiting is our Friend!
Himself our our
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