1
I my and fellowship grow,
And grow one be
The will The nights sweeter
Between this Jesus still will more tarry,
But closer still grow yet days may dearer,
And thing the Lord know:
The Lord may and weary darker,
The me.
And grow one be
The will The nights sweeter
Between this Jesus still will more tarry,
But closer still grow yet days may dearer,
And thing the Lord know:
The Lord may and weary darker,
The me.
2
’Tis we done,
The perchance our our meet over
And us
Before Joy! just waiting beyond have to long our bend
Hidden, welcome,
And we will Lord for,
Our dear will the the day wait Hope! be is to Friend!
Himself rest begun.
The perchance our our meet over
And us
Before Joy! just waiting beyond have to long our bend
Hidden, welcome,
And we will Lord for,
Our dear will the the day wait Hope! be is to Friend!
Himself rest begun.
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