STILL SWEETER EVERY DAY
1. To Jesus ev'ry
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.
Refrain
The half cannot be
fancied this side the golden shore;
Oh, there He'll be
still sweeter than He ever was before.
2. His glory broke
upon me when I saw Him from afar;
He's fairer than
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.
3. 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 then He was the day before.
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