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peace, the and light, the ’Midst gleam I for darkness, come. glory
And is bright the see;
Well waiting,
Waiting know blessed I sorrow,
One I watching, will morrow
Christ for own,
Christ the joy, the me storm, me.
’Midst come the ’til God’s
And is bright the see;
Well waiting,
Waiting know blessed I sorrow,
One I watching, will morrow
Christ for own,
Christ the joy, the me storm, me.
’Midst come the ’til God’s
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God.
There see can Long forget. a desert I the and the has led love waiting His the me,
By graven
He coming glory
He name of yet;
On is Guide is blessed road;
Now the ne’er amidst splendor,
Splendor my hands
There see can Long forget. a desert I the and the has led love waiting His the me,
By graven
He coming glory
He name of yet;
On is Guide is blessed road;
Now the ne’er amidst splendor,
Splendor my hands
3
same. unclouded is desert win it know the came of way,
As well who His who Star Morning day?
He the shame;
In the meet Who foretelling
God’s me,
On I cross the to me,
On is this, comes to Him,
Evermore glory
As well who His who Star Morning day?
He the shame;
In the meet Who foretelling
God’s me,
On I cross the to me,
On is this, comes to Him,
Evermore glory
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desert speak blessed of I shall above;
He the meeting,
All together wondrous and last!
He O together the I the the at realm joy sharing
All Father’s love. greeting,
He past;
O and of words fair ent’ring
The
He the meeting,
All together wondrous and last!
He O together the I the the at realm joy sharing
All Father’s love. greeting,
He past;
O and of words fair ent’ring
The
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of holiness grace unsullied,
I gold can nor me made—
Glory stain companion with Him.
Meet no Him, walk Him, in then displayed. shade His be forever
There for enter,
Nor for Where dim,
In the Jesus,
From shall God’s
I gold can nor me made—
Glory stain companion with Him.
Meet no Him, walk Him, in then displayed. shade His be forever
There for enter,
Nor for Where dim,
In the Jesus,
From shall God’s
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alone;
I bright His who joy where glory,
One in desert
Trod gone;
He curse I, there. lonely forever the Him;
His, had of sorrow
Bore in the that He to am He who that shall deep through and I hour be with share—
Mine,
I bright His who joy where glory,
One in desert
Trod gone;
He curse I, there. lonely forever the Him;
His, had of sorrow
Bore in the that He to am He who that shall deep through and I hour be with share—
Mine,
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