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The first thing in the morning when the day is fresh,Is the time of day which I like the very best.
Seeing the sun rise, and hearing birdie’s songs—It’s the early morning hours to which my soul belongs.
 In the stillness of the dawn I sense God’s presence near,Coming as the sunlight to bring me light and cheer.
As we commune together in the early morning hour,I gain from Jesus strength as He imparts His power.
 First thing in the morning I listen to God speak.From His nature pictures and His Word I seek,
His message for my heart today and then I give Him praise,For all God’s many blessings my voice in song I raise.
In the beauty of that morning when Jesus comes for me,When all is light and glory, what a happy day ‘twill be.
To see my Friend and Savior, all the joys of heaven share,In those eternal mornings in my nature home so fair.
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