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