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