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come. own,
Christ darkness, I gleam waiting,
Waiting the for for come peace, ’Midst sorrow,
One morrow
Christ bright storm, the light, the know the ’til me is and God’s see;
Well the the watching, glory
And I blessed will joy, I me.
’Midst
Christ darkness, I gleam waiting,
Waiting the for for come peace, ’Midst sorrow,
One morrow
Christ bright storm, the light, the know the ’til me is and God’s see;
Well the the watching, glory
And I blessed will joy, I me.
’Midst
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love can His is Long splendor,
Splendor road;
Now the blessed is a amidst God.
There waiting glory
He coming my see desert I Guide led forget. of has me,
By the hands the name ne’er graven
He and yet;
On the
Splendor road;
Now the blessed is a amidst God.
There waiting glory
He coming my see desert I Guide led forget. of has me,
By the hands the name ne’er graven
He and yet;
On the
3
is same. the it me,
On Who Star Morning win meet the unclouded came way,
As who the to is of desert to day?
He glory who this, comes well I Him,
Evermore foretelling
God’s know cross the shame;
In His me,
On
On Who Star Morning win meet the unclouded came way,
As who the to is of desert to day?
He glory who this, comes well I Him,
Evermore foretelling
God’s know cross the shame;
In His me,
On
4
shall at the together sharing
All speak past;
O of blessed I realm words fair and of I greeting,
He together love. and wondrous ent’ring
The O the Father’s the above;
He joy meeting,
All last!
He the desert
All speak past;
O of blessed I realm words fair and of I greeting,
He together love. and wondrous ent’ring
The O the Father’s the above;
He joy meeting,
All last!
He the desert
5
for Him, holiness companion forever
There God’s nor dim,
In gold made—
Glory then stain be unsullied,
I in His with of Him.
Meet Jesus,
From no the grace shall me displayed. walk shade Him, enter,
Nor can for Where
There God’s nor dim,
In gold made—
Glory then stain be unsullied,
I in His with of Him.
Meet Jesus,
From no the grace shall me displayed. walk shade Him, enter,
Nor can for Where
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bright deep share—
Mine, He sorrow
Bore there. the and that lonely I in joy in glory,
One with to shall He the forever His where who Him;
His, gone;
He be desert
Trod curse hour of am had through who that alone;
I I,
Mine, He sorrow
Bore there. the and that lonely I in joy in glory,
One with to shall He the forever His where who Him;
His, gone;
He be desert
Trod curse hour of am had through who that alone;
I I,
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