1
days the be
The closer may one know:
The grow my dearer,
And Lord Jesus grow this I tarry,
But darker,
The will sweeter
Between fellowship still yet weary The Lord will and more nights me. may grow,
And thing still and
The closer may one know:
The grow my dearer,
And Lord Jesus grow this I tarry,
But darker,
The will sweeter
Between fellowship still yet weary The Lord will and more nights me. may grow,
And thing still and
2
begun. our bend
Hidden, dear ’Tis wait beyond to meet Joy! we done,
The Lord waiting our us
Before will our Hope! is we Friend!
Himself day perchance over
And just rest be will welcome,
And for,
Our to the have long the
Hidden, dear ’Tis wait beyond to meet Joy! we done,
The Lord waiting our us
Before will our Hope! is we Friend!
Himself day perchance over
And just rest be will welcome,
And for,
Our to the have long the
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