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