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JOY COMES SURELY IN THE MORNING LIKE THE DEW ON THE GRASS, OR THE LIGHT:
GOD BRINGS GLADNESS OUT OF MOURNING LIKE THE BOW THROUGH THE CLOUDS IN THE SKY.
HE IS NEAR TO THE POOR BROKENHEARTED, AND THE FAINT HE RENEWS LIKE THE DAY...
JOY COMES SURELY IN THE MORNING, AND THE SHADOWS OF GRIEF FADE AWAY.
JOY COMES SURELY IN THE MORNING, THOUGH THE TRIALS OF THE NIGHT SEEM SO LONG...
GOD IS LOVINGLY CONFORMING PATIENT HEARTS TO THE HEART OF HIS SON.
THOUGH WE SOW IN TEARS FOR THE EVENING WE'LL REJOICE WITH THE DAWN OF THE SUN
(OF THE SUN...)
JOY COMES SURELY IN THE MORNING; WE WILL SHINE LIKE THE STARS EVERY ONE.