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O the love of Jesus
means so much to me,
Keeps my pathway shining,
keeps me pure and free;
More and more I praise Him,
for He seems to be
Sweeter as the days go by.
Sweeter as the days go by,
Sweeter as the moments fly;
He’s always drawing nearer,
And to me His love is dearer,
Sweeter as the days go by.
Precious, loving Savior,
all along the way,
Words of cheer and comfort
I have heard Him say;
And He grows more precious
to my soul each day,
Sweeter as the days go by.
Sweeter as the days go by,
Sweeter as the moments fly;
He’s always drawing nearer,
And to me His love is dearer,
Sweeter as the days go by.
He, I know, will keep me,
He will hold me fast
Till my earthly trials be forever past;
He will be, until I see His face at last,
Sweeter as the days go by.
Sweeter as the days go by,
Sweeter as the moments fly;
He’s always drawing nearer,
And to me His love is dearer,
Sweeter as the days go by.
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