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Still Sweeter Every Day
Refrain  [1]  [2]  [3] 
Contemporary
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
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.

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.

   
   W. C. Martin    
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