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