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