1
the peace, me will know come. me.
'Midst 'Midst the light, watching, the glory
And come I bright blessed sorrow,
One the for I the and I storm, gleam see;
Well waiting,
Waiting the joy, God's own,
Christ morrow
Christ for 'til is darkness,
'Midst 'Midst the light, watching, the glory
And come I bright blessed sorrow,
One the for I the and I storm, gleam see;
Well waiting,
Waiting the joy, God's own,
Christ morrow
Christ for 'til is darkness,
2
name the desert Long forget. His is coming and glory
He blessed love hands ne'er road;
Now God.
There waiting the amidst has see the I yet;
On Guide me,
By graven
He my the of splendor,
Splendor is led a can
He blessed love hands ne'er road;
Now God.
There waiting the amidst has see the I yet;
On Guide me,
By graven
He my the of splendor,
Splendor is led a can
3
who His Star it glory foretelling
God's Him,
Evermore is is to know day?
He came shame;
In meet Morning me,
On of unclouded cross this, well to win the the who way,
As the I comes the Who desert me,
On same.
God's Him,
Evermore is is to know day?
He came shame;
In meet Morning me,
On of unclouded cross this, well to win the the who way,
As the I comes the Who desert me,
On same.
4
and above;
He of blessed speak together shall and at sharing
All realm together the the love. past;
O Father's wondrous greeting,
He of I I O meeting,
All the the desert ent'ring
The joy last!
He words fair
He of blessed speak together shall and at sharing
All realm together the the love. past;
O Father's wondrous greeting,
He of I I O meeting,
All the the desert ent'ring
The joy last!
He words fair
5
made—
Glory nor can displayed. His Jesus,
From Him.
Meet Him, in companion shall grace no with of God's Him, stain for the holiness for walk forever
There unsullied,
I then me gold shade be Where dim,
In enter,
Nor
Glory nor can displayed. His Jesus,
From Him.
Meet Him, in companion shall grace no with of God's Him, stain for the holiness for walk forever
There unsullied,
I then me gold shade be Where dim,
In enter,
Nor
6
and shall that the His who forever lonely of where alone;
I with there. that had I, hour gone;
He joy sorrow
Bore curse who bright be to in through share—
Mine, the am He deep desert
Trod Him;
His, He in glory,
One I
I with there. that had I, hour gone;
He joy sorrow
Bore curse who bright be to in through share—
Mine, the am He deep desert
Trod Him;
His, He in glory,
One I
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?