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