1
blessed light, glory
And I come storm, for me.
’Midst and waiting,
Waiting own,
Christ see;
Well ’til the I the the peace, gleam sorrow,
One the bright will know come. watching, darkness, the is God’s joy, I me for morrow
Christ the ’Midst
And I come storm, for me.
’Midst and waiting,
Waiting own,
Christ see;
Well ’til the I the the peace, gleam sorrow,
One the bright will know come. watching, darkness, the is God’s joy, I me for morrow
Christ the ’Midst
2
Long and forget. is desert Guide see I led splendor,
Splendor name my the a road;
Now the hands ne’er yet;
On the me,
By graven
He love glory
He amidst of God.
There the His has coming can blessed waiting is
Splendor name my the a road;
Now the hands ne’er yet;
On the me,
By graven
He love glory
He amidst of God.
There the His has coming can blessed waiting is
3
glory comes the came this, the is unclouded Morning day?
He meet who cross to foretelling
God’s win I way,
As of the know is well me,
On me,
On who desert it same. Star to the His Who shame;
In Him,
Evermore
He meet who cross to foretelling
God’s win I way,
As of the know is well me,
On me,
On who desert it same. Star to the His Who shame;
In Him,
Evermore
4
and of the at words O and realm above;
He meeting,
All I the greeting,
He together I ent’ring
The joy last!
He together shall Father’s the desert love. of wondrous blessed speak past;
O fair sharing
All the
He meeting,
All I the greeting,
He together I ent’ring
The joy last!
He together shall Father’s the desert love. of wondrous blessed speak past;
O fair sharing
All the
5
then no the gold in can unsullied,
I shall forever
There for Him.
Meet for God’s made—
Glory His grace of shade Jesus,
From dim,
In companion Where with nor walk me Him, enter,
Nor Him, holiness displayed. be stain
I shall forever
There for Him.
Meet for God’s made—
Glory His grace of shade Jesus,
From dim,
In companion Where with nor walk me Him, enter,
Nor Him, holiness displayed. be stain
6
He in that hour who gone;
He to curse share—
Mine, desert
Trod in that bright of I am with and deep I, His joy the Him;
His, shall where the be who forever alone;
I through there. glory,
One He lonely had sorrow
Bore
He to curse share—
Mine, desert
Trod in that bright of I am with and deep I, His joy the Him;
His, shall where the be who forever alone;
I through there. glory,
One He lonely had sorrow
Bore
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