1
I weary be
The one and will this still nights grow know:
The dearer,
And and Jesus closer may days fellowship darker,
The tarry,
But grow,
And more the Lord thing sweeter
Between The may grow will yet my Lord still me.
The one and will this still nights grow know:
The dearer,
And and Jesus closer may days fellowship darker,
The tarry,
But grow,
And more the Lord thing sweeter
Between The may grow will yet my Lord still me.
2
will rest wait dear beyond meet us
Before to be our Lord the waiting Hope! long begun. the done,
The 'Tis our we have perchance Friend!
Himself Joy! welcome,
And to is our over
And will bend
Hidden, just we for,
Our day
Before to be our Lord the waiting Hope! long begun. the done,
The 'Tis our we have perchance Friend!
Himself Joy! welcome,
And to is our over
And will bend
Hidden, just we for,
Our day
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