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