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595.

C. M.

Anonymous.

The Morning.
462

We wait in faith, in prayer we wait,

Until the happy hour

When God shall ope the morning gate,

By His almighty power.

We wait in faith, and turn our face

To where the day-light springs;

Till He shall come earth’s gloom to chase,

With healing on His wings.

And even now, amid the gray,

The East is brightening fast,

And kindling to that perfect day

Which never shall be past.

We wait in faith, we wait in prayer,

Till that blest day shall shine,

When earth shall fruits of Eden bear,

And all, O God, be Thine!

O, guide us till our night is done!

Until, from shore to shore,

Thou, Lord, our everlasting sun,

Art shining evermore!

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