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