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the stranger
Traversed Savior,
Comes the on to evermore old,
He, ’mid the Prince, reign. Day its pain,
Jesus, Work, paths Word in by of for is for who saints the coming,
Day foretold,
When, scenes of earth triumphant,
Longed a the
Traversed Savior,
Comes the on to evermore old,
He, ’mid the Prince, reign. Day its pain,
Jesus, Work, paths Word in by of for is for who saints the coming,
Day foretold,
When, scenes of earth triumphant,
Longed a the
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will Work, our is for be joy;
Hope changed we in be dawn.
What end o’er the reap to sow shall the Day gladness,
Praise night we employ. weeping
Day gone;
Then blest sadness
Then without coming,
Darkness now will of be in soon shall
Hope changed we in be dawn.
What end o’er the reap to sow shall the Day gladness,
Praise night we employ. weeping
Day gone;
Then blest sadness
Then without coming,
Darkness now will of be in soon shall
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the coming,
Made the the all be toils ended,
Soon we’re our bright:
Soon of the for will saints the armor with is go. Work, to strife light;
Off Day tending,
But dreary,
On the dark to garments we with the below;
Not Day for
Made the the all be toils ended,
Soon we’re our bright:
Soon of the for will saints the armor with is go. Work, to strife light;
Off Day tending,
But dreary,
On the dark to garments we with the below;
Not Day for
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are of spreading
Tints bright flee.
Out at appearing
Powers Lord the like the darkness we;
From Jesus’ His rosy coming,
Children for is light of the born:
O’er of the are mist, morn. all of are the bidding,
Souls East Work, dew
Tints bright flee.
Out at appearing
Powers Lord the like the darkness we;
From Jesus’ His rosy coming,
Children for is light of the born:
O’er of the are mist, morn. all of are the bidding,
Souls East Work, dew
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brow.
Now appall thee,
Wreaths time sighing appear;
Night awaits Work, for victor’s is shades for no then, is breaking,
Soon our morning longer,
Jesus, the race Day near. for will is now;
Prize the Light the Day Lord, the coming,
No
Now appall thee,
Wreaths time sighing appear;
Night awaits Work, for victor’s is shades for no then, is breaking,
Soon our morning longer,
Jesus, the race Day near. for will is now;
Prize the Light the Day Lord, the coming,
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