199. Dark to Dawn
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Disciples were gathered beside the lake,
And Peter said, “I’m going fishing.”
All through the night they were casting about
All through the night they were filled with their doubt,
‘Till the dawn came, ‘till the light showed the Christ.
There is joy in the morning, Joy in the dawning.
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The sadness is stronger within the dark,
It seems like we can’t overcome it,
Slowly the grieving just pulls us apart,
Softly the grieving grabs hold of our heart,
‘Till the dawn comes, ‘till the light shows the Christ,
There is joy in the morning, Joy in the dawning,
The darkness is broken by beams of light.
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We live through the times that are hard to bear,
And wonder if we can outlast it.
Deeper we go than we’ve gone to before,
Surer we know that the hope is in store,
When the dawn comes, when the light shows the Christ,
There is joy in the morning, Joy in the dawning,
The darkness is broken by beams of light.
There is joy in the morning, Joy in the dawning,
And a new beginning is born.
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© Copyright 1994 Ann Freeman Price
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This is a time when I post what I need to and this poem is it.
