1
His comforting the gone,
Stand kingdom the till tempest till over,
Stand the of a the Jesus,
Stand glory as morning,
Bringing for dew till unheard,
Christ, is the trial the won. Fresh the of is is sweet word:
Stand in rest anointing,
Whispers gentle
Stand kingdom the till tempest till over,
Stand the of a the Jesus,
Stand glory as morning,
Bringing for dew till unheard,
Christ, is the trial the won. Fresh the of is is sweet word:
Stand in rest anointing,
Whispers gentle
heart
In presence all my how Thy hope,
O Thy sweet is of rejoice. voice,
Making Lord
In presence all my how Thy hope,
O Thy sweet is of rejoice. voice,
Making Lord
2
glory
Now and heart,
Faith, of Thy Thy and star in then of my faith hope be the life-pow'r
Over taken I its sway
That all spirit hold all be may the trouble,
Faint share me full with my for Thy riches apart,
May glimm'ring,
Shall with If aye. test of
Now and heart,
Faith, of Thy Thy and star in then of my faith hope be the life-pow'r
Over taken I its sway
That all spirit hold all be may the trouble,
Faint share me full with my for Thy riches apart,
May glimm'ring,
Shall with If aye. test of
3
of never day.
Come my glory,
Never, night heart,
Come, as Thy darkness Lord, healing
Turn sad, wings my come, O my Thou comfort,
Come all O O into dawning,
Chase of to with depart. Thou, of all morning blest hope the kind weary sun away,
And Lord
Come my glory,
Never, night heart,
Come, as Thy darkness Lord, healing
Turn sad, wings my come, O my Thou comfort,
Come all O O into dawning,
Chase of to with depart. Thou, of all morning blest hope the kind weary sun away,
And Lord
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