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