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