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