Refrain
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The half cannot be fancied
This side the golden shore; Oh, there He'll be still sweeter Than He ever was before.
To Jesus every day
I find my heart is closer drawn; He's fairer than the glory of the Gold and purple dawn; He's all my fancy pictures in its Fairest dreams and more; Each day He grows still sweeter Than He was the day before.
His glory broke upon me
When I saw Him from afar; He's fairer then the lily, Brighter than the morning star; He fills and satisfies my longing Spirit o'er and o'er; Each day He grows still sweeter Than He was the day before.
My heart is sometimes heavy,
But He comes with sweet relief; He folds me to His bosom when I droop with blighting grief; I love the Christ who all my burdens In His body bore; Each day He grows still sweeter Than He was the day before.
To Jesus every day All lyrics, arrangements, music are the copyright of their respective owners and are provided here only to praise God and for educational purposes. |
W. C. Martin |