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Lord, Haste the Day

Lord, haste the Day
When raindrops nevermore shall fall,
When sun and warmth will e'er endure,
And cloudless skies are bright and blue -
Forevermore.

Lord, haste the Day
That does not fear the midnight gloom,
Nor hides itself from shadows grim,
But stands against encroaching night -
Forevermore.

Lord, haste the Day
When hatred dies a thousand deaths,
And greed shall follow to the grave,
And every evil vice is gone -
Forevermore.

Lord, haste the Day
When Death himself at last falls prey
And gasps a final rattling breath,
Then falls into unending sleep -
Forevermore.

Lord, haste the Day
When gates of pearl and golden streets
Replace the dismal prison bars
And littered byways of this world -
Forevermore, and evermore.

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