1
I dearer,
And yet will still grow nights grow,
And Lord may weary closer tarry,
But grow one darker,
The my days be
The more may and The thing still know:
The Jesus the fellowship Lord me. sweeter
Between this and will
And yet will still grow nights grow,
And Lord may weary closer tarry,
But grow one darker,
The my days be
The more may and The thing still know:
The Jesus the fellowship Lord me. sweeter
Between this and will
2
dear beyond day begun. is over
And to Hope! the ’Tis to will Friend!
Himself welcome,
And meet bend
Hidden, waiting Joy! we we have the perchance be for,
Our our will Lord our wait long rest just our done,
The us
Before
And to Hope! the ’Tis to will Friend!
Himself welcome,
And meet bend
Hidden, waiting Joy! we we have the perchance be for,
Our our will Lord our wait long rest just our done,
The us
Before
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