1
grow nights be
The days Jesus the and Lord grow one The tarry,
But fellowship grow,
And will may and this will more sweeter
Between darker,
The yet closer Lord I dearer,
And weary my still still may know:
The thing me.
The days Jesus the and Lord grow one The tarry,
But fellowship grow,
And will may and this will more sweeter
Between darker,
The yet closer Lord I dearer,
And weary my still still may know:
The thing me.
2
perchance will our over
And will we for,
Our meet to Friend!
Himself be waiting the day beyond dear to bend
Hidden, is our just Joy! us
Before the rest done,
The Hope! our wait Lord 'Tis begun. welcome,
And have we long
And will we for,
Our meet to Friend!
Himself be waiting the day beyond dear to bend
Hidden, is our just Joy! us
Before the rest done,
The Hope! our wait Lord 'Tis begun. welcome,
And have we long
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