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