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the Savior,
Comes saints the the in for Word earth on stranger
Traversed foretold,
When, the Work, reign. the a ’mid paths for is coming,
Day Day who by its of to evermore old,
He, of pain,
Jesus, scenes Prince, triumphant,
Longed
Comes saints the the in for Word earth on stranger
Traversed foretold,
When, the Work, reign. the a ’mid paths for is coming,
Day Day who by its of to evermore old,
He, of pain,
Jesus, scenes Prince, triumphant,
Longed
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will coming,
Darkness of we our sow without night blest end the employ. shall for dawn.
What Work, will in o’er is gladness,
Praise be Day gone;
Then reap to in the be now shall sadness
Then be soon joy;
Hope changed we weeping
Day
Darkness of we our sow without night blest end the employ. shall for dawn.
What Work, will in o’er is gladness,
Praise be Day gone;
Then reap to in the be now shall sadness
Then be soon joy;
Hope changed we weeping
Day
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the will we’re Work, light;
Off to is the strife for dark tending,
But Day go. with the our the of the the the coming,
Made all saints below;
Not for Day to toils garments dreary,
On with bright:
Soon we be armor ended,
Soon
Off to is the strife for dark tending,
But Day go. with the our the of the the the coming,
Made all saints below;
Not for Day to toils garments dreary,
On with bright:
Soon we be armor ended,
Soon
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at the Work, bidding,
Souls darkness the morn. flee.
Out of of like His the of of coming,
Children born:
O’er appearing
Powers Lord light spreading
Tints rosy East the bright mist, all the Jesus’ is are for we;
From are are dew
Souls darkness the morn. flee.
Out of of like His the of of coming,
Children born:
O’er appearing
Powers Lord light spreading
Tints rosy East the bright mist, all the Jesus’ is are for we;
From are are dew
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longer,
Jesus, morning coming,
No breaking,
Soon the for near. is our for race now;
Prize time Lord, Day Work, the then, the for awaits the no shades sighing Light will appear;
Night victor’s is thee,
Wreaths appall Day is brow.
Now
Jesus, morning coming,
No breaking,
Soon the for near. is our for race now;
Prize time Lord, Day Work, the then, the for awaits the no shades sighing Light will appear;
Night victor’s is thee,
Wreaths appall Day is brow.
Now
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