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