106. Midst the Darkness

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Midst the darkness, storm, and sorrow, one bright gleam I see;
 
Well I know, the blessed morrow, Christ will come for me.
 
Midst the light, and peace, and glory, of the Father’s home;
 
Christ for me is watching, waiting, waiting till I come.
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There amidst the songs of heaven, sweeter to His ear,
 
Is the footfall through the desert, ever drawing near.
 
There made ready are the mansions, glorious, bright and fair;
 
But the bride the Father gave Him still is wanting there.
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He and I together entering those bright courts above;
 
He and I together sharing all the Father’s love.
 
Where no shade nor stain can enter, nor the gold be dim,
 
In that holiness unsullied, I shall walk with Him.
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Meet companion then for Jesus, from Him, for Him made;
 
Glory of God’s grace forever there in me displayed.
 
He and I in that bright glory one deep joy shall share;
 
Mine, to be forever with Him; His, that I am there.