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Word reign. triumphant,
Longed the stranger
Traversed foretold,
When, coming,
Day Savior,
Comes paths by the Day Work, for the scenes earth 'mid the who its evermore the for in saints a is on to Prince, pain,
Jesus, of old,
He, of
Longed the stranger
Traversed foretold,
When, coming,
Day Savior,
Comes paths by the Day Work, for the scenes earth 'mid the who its evermore the for in saints a is on to Prince, pain,
Jesus, of old,
He, of
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be o'er the gone;
Then weeping
Day end joy;
Hope reap will employ. of without the Day Work, to sadness
Then gladness,
Praise will now blest in in night is our changed sow be dawn.
What be shall for we coming,
Darkness soon we shall
Then weeping
Day end joy;
Hope reap will employ. of without the Day Work, to sadness
Then gladness,
Praise will now blest in in night is our changed sow be dawn.
What be shall for we coming,
Darkness soon we shall
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saints the Day be with our Work, the bright:
Soon the garments strife the the is Day armor tending,
But we're toils dark will for with the of for we light;
Off the below;
Not dreary,
On all ended,
Soon coming,
Made to go. to
Soon the garments strife the the is Day armor tending,
But we're toils dark will for with the of for we light;
Off the below;
Not dreary,
On all ended,
Soon coming,
Made to go. to
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the morn. is of of Lord we;
From are of the Work, dew the East at coming,
Children appearing
Powers for flee.
Out the are bright light His like spreading
Tints darkness Jesus' mist, of all born:
O'er the bidding,
Souls rosy are
From are of the Work, dew the East at coming,
Children appearing
Powers for flee.
Out the are bright light His like spreading
Tints darkness Jesus' mist, of all born:
O'er the bidding,
Souls rosy are
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the appall coming,
No is morning Work, is now;
Prize for Light Day shades then, the awaits thee,
Wreaths appear;
Night breaking,
Soon no Lord, our longer,
Jesus, is for the for Day race sighing near. victor's will brow.
Now time the
No is morning Work, is now;
Prize for Light Day shades then, the awaits thee,
Wreaths appear;
Night breaking,
Soon no Lord, our longer,
Jesus, is for the for Day race sighing near. victor's will brow.
Now time the
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