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Morning Songs-N

Masters of the sacredness of silence O, morning, speak to me gently, silently, softly Resurrect and relegate me to what lies ahead Nothing stills me more than the early mornings I pray, praise, read, and I am at ease and poise "Now" is the secret weapon created by the mornings Gifts of peace, protective shields provided to face the day Sacred morning songs speak to me, saying, "Let there be light" Oases of melodies in the quiet zone are heard by the inner ears Nutrition-like qualities abound that build strong lives God made the mornings for quiet experiences and meditation, Separating the light from darkness and filtering our lives 11421PS

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