Then you came, my Lord!
And the dark face of night changed.
Thy word, sweet birdsong,
seeped, deep, in our hearts, soaking,
raising from depths of despair.
And the dark face of night changed.
Thy word, sweet birdsong,
seeped, deep, in our hearts, soaking,
raising from depths of despair.
Welfare unto all
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.