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