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| While all the world a slumber My silent vigil break To step forth into morning And face a brand new day. The sun breaks forth from Midnight's chains, Bursts out his early songs; Darkness cowers in slender shadows While "Hallelujah!" rings. I watch in quiet, wondrous awe; My soul, though peaceful, quakes. The Lord Almighty, gentle, soft As He cradles earth awake. Footsteps tread in quiet grace To save the last night tune A gentle breeze doth kiss the face And bid farewell the moon. |
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