As the Blessing Overflows
As The Blessing Overflows
J-ust let Sunday morning
O-pen the sky so wide;
A-fter the dark disappears,
N-o more fear deep inside.
S-un early March twenty-sixth
A-ims to warm your heart;
R-ising above the horizon,
O-ne light makes a start.
N-ew dawn has broken, the dusk comes to a close;
G-od's grace never runs dry, as the blessing overflows.
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