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