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