In the morning thou shalt hear my voice,
Our heavenly King, will I rejoice,
It is He that makes me strong,
All day long, I will sing His song.
When the world tries to trouble me.
I enter into prayer and pray unto thee,
For all things we can trust,
With God, who made us from dust.
He gave His only begotten Son,
For the sins that we have done,
Now I'm hidden In the shadow of His wings,
Jesus Christ, Lord of Lords, and King of Kings.
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