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279. I'm Waiting for Thee, Lord | 12.11.12.11. |
| by H.K. Burlingham |
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| 1 | I'm waiting for Thee, Lord, |
| Thy beauty to see, Lord, |
| I'm waiting for Thee—for Thy coming again. |
| Thou art gone over there, Lord, |
| A place to prepare, Lord, |
| Thy home I shall share, at Thy coming again. |
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| 2 | Mid danger and fear, Lord, |
| I'm oft weary here, Lord, |
| The day must be near of Thy coming again. |
| 'Tis all sunshine there, Lord, |
| No sighing nor care, Lord, |
| But glory so fair, at Thy coming again. |
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| 3 | While Thou art away, Lord, |
| I stumble and stray, Lord, |
| Oh, hasten the day of Thy coming again. |
| This is not my rest, Lord, |
| A pilgrim confessed, Lord, |
| I wait to be blest, at Thy coming again. |
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| 4 | E'en now let my ways, Lord, |
| Be bright with Thy praise, Lord, |
| For brief are the days ere Thy coming again. |
| I'm waiting for Thee, Lord, |
| Thy beauty to see, Lord, |
| No triumph for me, like Thy coming again. |
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