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