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