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