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