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for for to who the Day pain,
Jesus, saints of the Prince, paths old,
He, evermore Savior,
Comes on by a its Word coming,
Day foretold,
When, triumphant,
Longed the in earth stranger
Traversed ’mid the of Work, is scenes the reign.
Jesus, saints of the Prince, paths old,
He, evermore Savior,
Comes on by a its Word coming,
Day foretold,
When, triumphant,
Longed the in earth stranger
Traversed ’mid the of Work, is scenes the reign.
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will Work, in of we without shall shall end coming,
Darkness we our will to gladness,
Praise be blest sadness
Then now dawn.
What night gone;
Then employ. soon the changed weeping
Day joy;
Hope sow be the is reap Day o’er be in for
Darkness we our will to gladness,
Praise be blest sadness
Then now dawn.
What night gone;
Then employ. soon the changed weeping
Day joy;
Hope sow be the is reap Day o’er be in for
3
our of for light;
Off dark tending,
But armor will Work, is go. Day garments the the to the be saints we’re with bright:
Soon with the toils all the Day to dreary,
On strife we coming,
Made the below;
Not ended,
Soon the for
Off dark tending,
But armor will Work, is go. Day garments the the to the be saints we’re with bright:
Soon with the toils all the Day to dreary,
On strife we coming,
Made the below;
Not ended,
Soon the for
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East for bidding,
Souls mist, morn. at His of of the the are the spreading
Tints darkness all dew like Work, appearing
Powers of are flee.
Out are Lord rosy the Jesus’ bright is the we;
From of born:
O’er coming,
Children light
Souls mist, morn. at His of of the the are the spreading
Tints darkness all dew like Work, appearing
Powers of are flee.
Out are Lord rosy the Jesus’ bright is the we;
From of born:
O’er coming,
Children light
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for the will appear;
Night the thee,
Wreaths near. no shades breaking,
Soon race for is coming,
No for Day victor’s Day our now;
Prize is morning time sighing is the Work, Lord, longer,
Jesus, Light appall the then, brow.
Now awaits
Night the thee,
Wreaths near. no shades breaking,
Soon race for is coming,
No for Day victor’s Day our now;
Prize is morning time sighing is the Work, Lord, longer,
Jesus, Light appall the then, brow.
Now awaits
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