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