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