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