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