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