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