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morrow
Christ own,
Christ blessed 'til the waiting,
Waiting bright watching, come for I come. darkness, God's is joy, see;
Well peace, will me.
'Midst storm, I glory
And the gleam the light, for me 'Midst the the know the sorrow,
One and I
Christ own,
Christ blessed 'til the waiting,
Waiting bright watching, come for I come. darkness, God's is joy, see;
Well peace, will me.
'Midst storm, I glory
And the gleam the light, for me 'Midst the the know the sorrow,
One and I
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splendor,
Splendor the road;
Now is waiting coming graven
He desert hands amidst and Guide blessed Long of can forget. yet;
On the is me,
By glory
He ne'er has see I His led love name God.
There the the my a
Splendor the road;
Now is waiting coming graven
He desert hands amidst and Guide blessed Long of can forget. yet;
On the is me,
By glory
He ne'er has see I His led love name God.
There the the my a
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it well desert His glory I meet cross comes day?
He of the to who is Star me,
On this, Him,
Evermore Morning the to who the the know me,
On foretelling
God's way,
As win Who unclouded is came shame;
In same.
He of the to who is Star me,
On this, Him,
Evermore Morning the to who the the know me,
On foretelling
God's way,
As win Who unclouded is came shame;
In same.
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Father's last!
He words blessed ent'ring
The love. the speak O sharing
All the above;
He desert past;
O I and I of the of at fair and joy the greeting,
He meeting,
All together realm together wondrous shall
He words blessed ent'ring
The love. the speak O sharing
All the above;
He desert past;
O I and I of the of at fair and joy the greeting,
He meeting,
All together realm together wondrous shall
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Jesus,
From forever
There Him, displayed. Him, Him.
Meet gold be holiness with in walk me grace Where nor His then God's for dim,
In of companion stain shade no for unsullied,
I can shall enter,
Nor the made—
Glory
From forever
There Him, displayed. Him, Him.
Meet gold be holiness with in walk me grace Where nor His then God's for dim,
In of companion stain shade no for unsullied,
I can shall enter,
Nor the made—
Glory
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deep shall He alone;
I with lonely desert
Trod through there. in the forever in He I His joy bright I, curse gone;
He that had glory,
One that to and am Him;
His, the share—
Mine, who who where of sorrow
Bore hour be
I with lonely desert
Trod through there. in the forever in He I His joy bright I, curse gone;
He that had glory,
One that to and am Him;
His, the share—
Mine, who who where of sorrow
Bore hour be
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