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Still Sweeter Every Day
Words byW.C. Martin
Music by C. Austin Miles

Psalm 104:34
"My meditation of him shall be sweet:  I will be glad in the LORD."

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          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.

            Chorus
            The half                     cannot be fancied
            The half cannot be fancied on this side the golden shore.
            This side                     the golden shore;
            The half cannot be fancied on this side the golden shore
            Oh, there                     He'll be still sweeter than He ever was before.
            Oh, there He'll still be sweeter than He ever was before, than He ever was before.

          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.

            Chorus
            The half                     cannot be fancied
            The half cannot be fancied on this side the golden shore.
            This side                     the golden shore;
            The half cannot be fancied on this side the golden shore
            Oh, there                     He'll be still sweeter than He ever was before.
            Oh, there He'll still be sweeter than He ever was before, than He ever was 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.

            Chorus
            The half                     cannot be fancied
            The half cannot be fancied on this side the golden shore.
            This side                     the golden shore;
            The half cannot be fancied on this side the golden shore
            Oh, there                     He'll be still sweeter than He ever was before.
            Oh, there He'll still be sweeter than He ever was before, than He ever was before.


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