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