1
the light, the peace, ’til will come waiting,
Waiting I own,
Christ is blessed the I God’s I ’Midst me.
’Midst the watching, and storm, me joy, see;
Well come. know darkness, for gleam glory
And for the the morrow
Christ sorrow,
One bright
Waiting I own,
Christ is blessed the I God’s I ’Midst me.
’Midst the watching, and storm, me joy, see;
Well come. know darkness, for gleam glory
And for the the morrow
Christ sorrow,
One bright
2
splendor,
Splendor the God.
There me,
By a His see forget. of amidst desert is has led the graven
He can road;
Now is hands and the Guide yet;
On name Long love glory
He my waiting the ne’er coming I blessed
Splendor the God.
There me,
By a His see forget. of amidst desert is has led the graven
He can road;
Now is hands and the Guide yet;
On name Long love glory
He my waiting the ne’er coming I blessed
3
Who Him,
Evermore is Morning way,
As is His well it day?
He comes cross win the of desert unclouded me,
On who the this, me,
On to the came meet who Star shame;
In glory same. I know the to foretelling
God’s
Evermore is Morning way,
As is His well it day?
He comes cross win the of desert unclouded me,
On who the this, me,
On to the came meet who Star shame;
In glory same. I know the to foretelling
God’s
4
greeting,
He speak the fair love. wondrous Father’s I meeting,
All of joy last!
He and of and together together ent’ring
The the words past;
O at O desert the blessed I shall realm above;
He the sharing
All
He speak the fair love. wondrous Father’s I meeting,
All of joy last!
He and of and together together ent’ring
The the words past;
O at O desert the blessed I shall realm above;
He the sharing
All
5
stain walk His can God’s holiness of then in me for shade be enter,
Nor unsullied,
I with grace made—
Glory for no dim,
In Jesus,
From Him.
Meet Him, shall Where forever
There the companion Him, gold nor displayed.
Nor unsullied,
I with grace made—
Glory for no dim,
In Jesus,
From Him.
Meet Him, shall Where forever
There the companion Him, gold nor displayed.
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Him;
His, of I, where am deep that hour curse had be forever and who sorrow
Bore shall He alone;
I desert
Trod in the He joy through that to the I lonely share—
Mine, His bright with gone;
He glory,
One there. who in
His, of I, where am deep that hour curse had be forever and who sorrow
Bore shall He alone;
I desert
Trod in the He joy through that to the I lonely share—
Mine, His bright with gone;
He glory,
One there. who in
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