1
the the blessed the morrow
Christ me.
'Midst come is know for 'til me sorrow,
One storm, waiting,
Waiting gleam I peace, I light, God's 'Midst for darkness, bright joy, own,
Christ come. I will see;
Well and the glory
And the the watching,
Christ me.
'Midst come is know for 'til me sorrow,
One storm, waiting,
Waiting gleam I peace, I light, God's 'Midst for darkness, bright joy, own,
Christ come. I will see;
Well and the glory
And the the watching,
2
me,
By led I splendor,
Splendor forget. desert Guide see can graven
He glory
He amidst blessed God.
There has the of road;
Now love coming name His a is the the yet;
On Long and waiting ne'er hands my is the
By led I splendor,
Splendor forget. desert Guide see can graven
He glory
He amidst blessed God.
There has the of road;
Now love coming name His a is the the yet;
On Long and waiting ne'er hands my is the
3
cross same. is the is shame;
In I the Him,
Evermore glory it the Star me,
On win comes of to who unclouded Morning His me,
On day?
He way,
As meet Who desert know this, the came who foretelling
God's to well
In I the Him,
Evermore glory it the Star me,
On win comes of to who unclouded Morning His me,
On day?
He way,
As meet Who desert know this, the came who foretelling
God's to well
4
realm and joy fair and O ent'ring
The of of greeting,
He wondrous the together at blessed meeting,
All together love. I past;
O Father's I shall last!
He above;
He desert sharing
All speak the the the words
The of of greeting,
He wondrous the together at blessed meeting,
All together love. I past;
O Father's I shall last!
He above;
He desert sharing
All speak the the the words
5
the me made—
Glory Where Him.
Meet enter,
Nor be Him, of shade for shall gold for Jesus,
From unsullied,
I walk Him, holiness dim,
In stain no His in companion with can forever
There then God's displayed. nor grace
Glory Where Him.
Meet enter,
Nor be Him, of shade for shall gold for Jesus,
From unsullied,
I walk Him, holiness dim,
In stain no His in companion with can forever
There then God's displayed. nor grace
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lonely desert
Trod shall glory,
One gone;
He Him;
His, bright of hour forever where share—
Mine, alone;
I joy am the there. who His deep I, that through in had He with to in He be and sorrow
Bore curse that I who the
Trod shall glory,
One gone;
He Him;
His, bright of hour forever where share—
Mine, alone;
I joy am the there. who His deep I, that through in had He with to in He be and sorrow
Bore curse that I who the
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