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Without a cloud between;
To see Him face to face;
Not struck with dire amazement dumb,
But triumphing in grace.
Without a cloud between;
To see Him as He is;
O who can tell the height of joy,
The full transporting bliss.
Without a cloud between;
My longing spirit waits
For that sweet hour, from which my soul
Its highest glory dates.
Without a cloud between;
Lord Jesus, haste the day,
The morning bright without a cloud,
And chase our tears away.
To see Him face to face;
Not struck with dire amazement dumb,
But triumphing in grace.
Without a cloud between;
To see Him as He is;
O who can tell the height of joy,
The full transporting bliss.
Without a cloud between;
My longing spirit waits
For that sweet hour, from which my soul
Its highest glory dates.
Without a cloud between;
Lord Jesus, haste the day,
The morning bright without a cloud,
And chase our tears away.
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