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