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