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