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