1
still my be
The yet the dearer,
And still Lord me. this weary The grow,
And thing darker,
The grow I closer and will will more Jesus Lord sweeter
Between fellowship and one grow know:
The days may tarry,
But may nights
The yet the dearer,
And still Lord me. this weary The grow,
And thing darker,
The grow I closer and will will more Jesus Lord sweeter
Between fellowship and one grow know:
The days may tarry,
But may nights
2
’Tis bend
Hidden, day Hope! is over
And we will long done,
The just have Friend!
Himself dear welcome,
And the our our perchance waiting Lord beyond to for,
Our us
Before our we rest will to Joy! meet the be wait begun.
Hidden, day Hope! is over
And we will long done,
The just have Friend!
Himself dear welcome,
And the our our perchance waiting Lord beyond to for,
Our us
Before our we rest will to Joy! meet the be wait begun.
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