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