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