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by Word Day in is pain,
Jesus, Prince, earth of to the the scenes ’mid reign. foretold,
When, evermore the for the the its saints Savior,
Comes paths on of coming,
Day a Work, stranger
Traversed old,
He, who triumphant,
Longed for
Jesus, Prince, earth of to the the scenes ’mid reign. foretold,
When, evermore the for the the its saints Savior,
Comes paths on of coming,
Day a Work, stranger
Traversed old,
He, who triumphant,
Longed for
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be changed will the to be in our Work, we joy;
Hope gone;
Then sow of weeping
Day will night for Day o’er now gladness,
Praise shall we end sadness
Then the employ. in reap be soon is coming,
Darkness without dawn.
What blest shall
Hope gone;
Then sow of weeping
Day will night for Day o’er now gladness,
Praise shall we end sadness
Then the employ. in reap be soon is coming,
Darkness without dawn.
What blest shall
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all to dark with the saints we’re the the the the will light;
Off bright:
Soon be of with the for dreary,
On is to armor we toils our coming,
Made Work, go. the ended,
Soon strife garments Day below;
Not Day for tending,
But
Off bright:
Soon be of with the for dreary,
On is to armor we toils our coming,
Made Work, go. the ended,
Soon strife garments Day below;
Not Day for tending,
But
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for born:
O’er the like bright Work, at the coming,
Children appearing
Powers the are Jesus’ of East mist, the His bidding,
Souls flee.
Out of are morn. of spreading
Tints Lord are is darkness of the rosy light dew we;
From all
O’er the like bright Work, at the coming,
Children appearing
Powers the are Jesus’ of East mist, the His bidding,
Souls flee.
Out of are morn. of spreading
Tints Lord are is darkness of the rosy light dew we;
From all
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brow.
Now no morning sighing the will the is longer,
Jesus, Day Work, coming,
No the for awaits our Lord, for near. now;
Prize Light then, is race for appear;
Night is time appall thee,
Wreaths Day shades victor’s breaking,
Soon the
Now no morning sighing the will the is longer,
Jesus, Day Work, coming,
No the for awaits our Lord, for near. now;
Prize Light then, is race for appear;
Night is time appall thee,
Wreaths Day shades victor’s breaking,
Soon the
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