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