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