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