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In every cloud of pain and loss
There is a silver lining;
Beyond the shadow of the cross
The Morning Star is shining.
Upon my way from day to day,
With hope my path adorning,
I see afar the Morning Star,
The matchless Star of Morning.
We need the trials we must bear
Like gold that needs refining;
But, oh, there is no sorrow where
The Morning Star is shining!
Upon my way from day to day,
With hope my path adorning,
I see afar the Morning Star,
The matchless Star of Morning.
Temptations greet us day by day,
To sin our hearts inclining;
But still and bright upon our way
The Morning Star is shining.
Upon my way from day to day,
With hope my path adorning,
I see afar the Morning Star,
The matchless Star of Morning.
In yonder city, glad and free,
I’ll cease my sad repining;
How sweet to hope it is for me
The Morning Star is shining!
Upon my way from day to day,
With hope my path adorning,
I see afar the Morning Star,
The matchless Star of Morning.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 r 8 7 8 7
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Dates:
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1921
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Bible Refs:
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Rev 22:16;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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INDIANAPOLIS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 r 8 7 8 7
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Dates:
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1921
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