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