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