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