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the the a old,
He, the evermore ’mid who for Word the coming,
Day on triumphant,
Longed stranger
Traversed reign. Day in pain,
Jesus, paths Prince, of foretold,
When, the by earth scenes to is for its of Savior,
Comes saints Work,
He, the evermore ’mid who for Word the coming,
Day on triumphant,
Longed stranger
Traversed reign. Day in pain,
Jesus, paths Prince, of foretold,
When, the by earth scenes to is for its of Savior,
Comes saints Work,
2
in is blest weeping
Day will employ. we to be gladness,
Praise reap without end Work, dawn.
What coming,
Darkness for soon be our we now be o’er joy;
Hope gone;
Then the in sow changed night the Day shall shall sadness
Then will of
Day will employ. we to be gladness,
Praise reap without end Work, dawn.
What coming,
Darkness for soon be our we now be o’er joy;
Hope gone;
Then the in sow changed night the Day shall shall sadness
Then will of
3
to with we to Day armor the be the below;
Not strife the the for Day the with go. dreary,
On the tending,
But garments toils saints the light;
Off our ended,
Soon all Work, dark of will is we’re bright:
Soon coming,
Made for
Not strife the the for Day the with go. dreary,
On the tending,
But garments toils saints the light;
Off our ended,
Soon all Work, dark of will is we’re bright:
Soon coming,
Made for
4
the for of born:
O’er light the at of His the like flee.
Out coming,
Children dew is of rosy all spreading
Tints are of bidding,
Souls the Jesus’ East Work, are mist, bright darkness we;
From Lord the appearing
Powers morn. are
O’er light the at of His the like flee.
Out coming,
Children dew is of rosy all spreading
Tints are of bidding,
Souls the Jesus’ East Work, are mist, bright darkness we;
From Lord the appearing
Powers morn. are
5
the Day will the coming,
No Lord, near. breaking,
Soon Day is is is longer,
Jesus, our sighing morning race no then, for for shades Light awaits appear;
Night for the thee,
Wreaths victor’s Work, appall brow.
Now the now;
Prize time
No Lord, near. breaking,
Soon Day is is is longer,
Jesus, our sighing morning race no then, for for shades Light awaits appear;
Night for the thee,
Wreaths victor’s Work, appall brow.
Now the now;
Prize time
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