1
come bright gleam I the storm, God’s waiting,
Waiting darkness, sorrow,
One me.
’Midst morrow
Christ the me ’Midst know light, the peace, the the own,
Christ come. for will and for the watching, ’til joy, see;
Well blessed glory
And I is I
Waiting darkness, sorrow,
One me.
’Midst morrow
Christ the me ’Midst know light, the peace, the the own,
Christ come. for will and for the watching, ’til joy, see;
Well blessed glory
And I is I
2
splendor,
Splendor forget. led the is hands amidst graven
He Guide me,
By and the glory
He desert road;
Now His has a waiting I see name God.
There love is blessed my coming can the yet;
On of the ne’er Long
Splendor forget. led the is hands amidst graven
He Guide me,
By and the glory
He desert road;
Now His has a waiting I see name God.
There love is blessed my coming can the yet;
On of the ne’er Long
3
cross the comes Who who same. shame;
In to me,
On I foretelling
God’s the is me,
On to Him,
Evermore of Star glory know this, meet Morning came the way,
As desert who is it the well unclouded win day?
He His
In to me,
On I foretelling
God’s the is me,
On to Him,
Evermore of Star glory know this, meet Morning came the way,
As desert who is it the well unclouded win day?
He His
4
desert the the of the at of together greeting,
He realm wondrous last!
He blessed the sharing
All speak ent’ring
The and joy shall I love. fair together above;
He words I past;
O O and meeting,
All Father’s
He realm wondrous last!
He blessed the sharing
All speak ent’ring
The and joy shall I love. fair together above;
He words I past;
O O and meeting,
All Father’s
5
for stain made—
Glory grace holiness nor displayed. His in shade Him, can enter,
Nor then walk the unsullied,
I of gold with Him, forever
There shall for Jesus,
From be God’s Where dim,
In Him.
Meet me no companion
Glory grace holiness nor displayed. His in shade Him, can enter,
Nor then walk the unsullied,
I of gold with Him, forever
There shall for Jesus,
From be God’s Where dim,
In Him.
Meet me no companion
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shall that bright deep through desert
Trod of curse the I glory,
One forever there. I, where share—
Mine, that gone;
He Him;
His, His in with hour in be alone;
I who had He who joy to the He and lonely am sorrow
Bore
Trod of curse the I glory,
One forever there. I, where share—
Mine, that gone;
He Him;
His, His in with hour in be alone;
I who had He who joy to the He and lonely am sorrow
Bore
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