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The night is now far spent,
The day is drawing nigh,
Soon will the morning break
In radiance through the sky;
O let the thought our spirits cheer,
The Lord Himself will soon appear.
Though men our hope deride,
Nor will the truth believe,
We in His word confide,
And it will ne'er deceive,
Soon all that grieves
shall pass away,
And saints shall see
a glorious day.
For us the Lord intends
A bright abode on high,
The place where sorrow ends,
And nought is known but joy:
With such a hope let us rejoice,
We soon shall hear
the Saviour's voice.
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LYRICS
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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ST. JOHN (PARISH)
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 164 | C | | # 59 | C | | # 109 | C | | # 217 | C | | # 386 | C | | # 670 | D | | # 313 | D | | # 58 | D | | # 142 | D | | # 45 | D | | # 68 | D | | # 303 | Db | | # 595 | G | | # 354 | D | | # 294 | No key | | # 530 | No key | | # 8 | D |
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