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