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