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