Like the faint dawn of the morn­ing,
Like the sweet fresh­ness of dew,
Comes the dear whis­per of Je­sus,
Comforting, ten­der and true.
Darkness gives way to the sun­light,
While His voice falls on my ear;
Seasons of Heav­en’s re­fresh­ing,
Call to new glad­ness and cheer.

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Whispering hope,
Like the song of the an­gels,
Jesus, Thy love is sweet mu­sic to me.

Singing the song of for­give­ness,
Softly I hear in my soul,
Jesus has con­quered for­ev­er
Sin with its fear­ful con­trol.
Whispering cour­age for war­fare,
Bending Thine ear when I pray;
Glorious, ris­en Re­deem­er,
O how I praise Thee to­day!

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Hope is an an­chor to keep us,
Holding both stead­fast and sure;
Hope brings a won­der­ful cleans­ing,
Thro’ His blood, mak­ing us pure.
Whispering hope of His com­ing,
How my heart thrills at His Word!
O to be watch­ing and wait­ing,
Ready to wel­come the Lord!

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