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