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