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Oh, how long before my Lord comes back, My heart desires to see Thy face, That the song of triumph I may sing And behold my Beloved, full of grace. Come quickly, Lord, and tarry not! Oh, when wilt Thou return to comfort me; Come quickly, Lord and tarry not! My heart desires to be with Thee. |
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