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Hear the Voice of my beloved

gently call at close of day

Come my love, oh come and meet me

Rise, oh rise, and come away.

Winter’s dark will soon be over

And the rains are nearly done

Flowers bloom and trees are budding

Time for singing has begun.

I have waited through the shadows

For my Lord to call for me

Now the morning breaks eternal;

In his light, his face i see

Now the morning breaks eternal

And atlast his face i see.

When you see the fig tree budding,

You will know the summer’s near.

When you hear the words i’ve spoken,

You will know my coming’s near.

Keep on listening my beloved,

For my coming’s very near.

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