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