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Evening Song

Oct 30, 2024
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When I arise in the morning, let me sing you a longing song.

Grant me this morning the delight of your eyes.

Rows of soil now tilled

The work is done, but one thing more.

My Creator deserves my worship. Let him be the last thought, as he was my first.

 
 
 

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