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The Dawning
Ah
what time wilt Thou come
when shall that cry,"The bridegroom's coming," fill the sky
Shall it in the evening run,
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Ah
what time wilt Thou come
when shall that cry,"The bridegroom's coming," fill the sky
Shall it in the evening run,
Awake, sad heart, whom sorrow ever drowns: Take up thine eyes, which feed on earth,
Unfold thy forehead, gather'd into frowns: Thy Saviour comes, and with Him mirth: Awake, awake;
And with a thankful heart his comforts take, But thou dos...