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A Voice was Calling

I realized with tearful eye all my friends had left or died Thinking I was now alone I slumped down on a bitter throne When I awoke a voice was calling from somewhere deep inside me I strained to hear what it was telling with words so soft and yet compelling Then suddenly I recognized a voice I’d yearned for all along For in the dawn of early morning I felt the Lord Himself aborning

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