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We are watching, we are waiting,
For the bright prophetic day;
When the shadows, weary shadows
From the world shall roll away.
We are waiting for the morning,
When the beauteous day is dawning;
We are waiting for the morning,
For the golden spires of day.
Lo! He comes! see the King draw near;
Zion, shout! the Lord is here.
We are watching, we are waiting,
For the star that brings the day;
When the night of sin shall vanish,
And the shadows melt away.
We are waiting for the morning,
When the beauteous day is dawning;
We are waiting for the morning,
For the golden spires of day.
Lo! He comes! see the King draw near;
Zion, shout! the Lord is here.
We are watching, we are waiting,
For the beauteous King of day;
For the Chiefest of ten thousand,
For the Light, the Truth, the Way.
We are waiting for the morning,
When the beauteous day is dawning;
We are waiting for the morning,
For the golden spires of day.
Lo! He comes! see the King draw near;
Zion, shout! the Lord is here.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1868
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Bible Refs:
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Is 26:8;
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MUSIC
Name:
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WE ARE WAITING FOR THE MORNING
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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echo ' | ';
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