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