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