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"I turn my ear to a proverb. I explain my riddle with a lyre."
- Psalm 49:4

A Hope Carol

12/4/2019

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A night was near, a day was near, 
Between a day and night 
I heard sweet voices calling clear, 
Calling me: 
I heard a whirr of wing on wing, 
But could not see the sight; 
I long to see my birds that sing, 
I long to see.

Below the stars, beyond the moon, 
Between the night and day 
I heard a rising falling tune 
Calling me: 
I long to see the pipes and strings 
Whereon such minstrels play; 
I long to see each face that sings, 
I long to see.
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Today or may be not today, 
Tonight or not tonight, 
All voices that command or pray 
Calling me, 
Shall kindle in my soul such fire 
And in my eyes such light 
That I shall see that heart's desire 
I long to see.
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