| Though the night be dark and fearful
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| Though we face the dimming day
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| Though the heart be sad and tearful
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| Trust in Him, He will light the way
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| Raise your Voices!
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| Raise your voices!
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| Praise to Him- the living word
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| To the heaven high ascending
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| Raise your voices to the Lord
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| Through the mists in this vale of sorrow
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| Through the glass we but darkly see
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| We will rise again tomorrow
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| Then, our eyes will lifted be
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| Raise your voices!
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| Raise your voices!
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| Praise to Him- the living word
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| To the heaven high ascending
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| Raise your voices to the Lord
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| Long the road that has no ending
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| Far the path that has no return
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| And the soul is ever wending
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| To the place it first was born
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| See the host of angels sing
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| When they hear that trumpet sound
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| When the piper’s call is ringing
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| Than shall my soul be ever homeward bound
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| Raise your voices!
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| Raise your voices!
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| Praise to Him- the living word
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| To the heaven high ascending
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| Raise your voices to the Lord
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| Mountains tall and seas will thunder
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| One unceasing shorus sing
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| Heav’n and earth will sleep no longer
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| Than the universe as one will sing
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| Raise your voices!
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| Raise your voices!
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| Praise to Him- the living word
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| To the heaven high ascending
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| Raise your voices to the Lord!
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| Raise your voices to the Lord! |