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