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