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