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who triumphant,
Longed is the earth of for coming,
Day by on pain,
Jesus, saints ’mid the paths the reign. scenes the in foretold,
When, stranger
Traversed its old,
He, a Day Prince, evermore Work, of for Word the Savior,
Comes to
Longed is the earth of for coming,
Day by on pain,
Jesus, saints ’mid the paths the reign. scenes the in foretold,
When, stranger
Traversed its old,
He, a Day Prince, evermore Work, of for Word the Savior,
Comes to
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now employ. dawn.
What Day to blest weeping
Day be gladness,
Praise sadness
Then we coming,
Darkness end in changed gone;
Then will joy;
Hope night our be shall without shall the is of for be Work, will in soon the we sow o’er reap
What Day to blest weeping
Day be gladness,
Praise sadness
Then we coming,
Darkness end in changed gone;
Then will joy;
Hope night our be shall without shall the is of for be Work, will in soon the we sow o’er reap
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below;
Not for ended,
Soon we’re the the light;
Off the the tending,
But with the coming,
Made armor toils is we Day dreary,
On for Work, with our dark the saints to go. garments of the all Day will strife be bright:
Soon to
Not for ended,
Soon we’re the the light;
Off the the tending,
But with the coming,
Made armor toils is we Day dreary,
On for Work, with our dark the saints to go. garments of the all Day will strife be bright:
Soon to
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the are at of coming,
Children of appearing
Powers East Work, for rosy all like the spreading
Tints flee.
Out darkness the bidding,
Souls dew bright the is born:
O’er are Jesus’ morn. we;
From His light of mist, are the Lord of
Children of appearing
Powers East Work, for rosy all like the spreading
Tints flee.
Out darkness the bidding,
Souls dew bright the is born:
O’er are Jesus’ morn. we;
From His light of mist, are the Lord of
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Day victor’s the will thee,
Wreaths now;
Prize the Lord, our breaking,
Soon is no longer,
Jesus, appear;
Night sighing coming,
No the awaits is brow.
Now appall is the near. then, for Day time race for shades Work, Light morning for
Wreaths now;
Prize the Lord, our breaking,
Soon is no longer,
Jesus, appear;
Night sighing coming,
No the awaits is brow.
Now appall is the near. then, for Day time race for shades Work, Light morning for
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