| Wake up you sleepyhead sun
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| Rise from your eastern bed
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| Stretch and yawn, now it’s time to shine
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| And chase our shadows west
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| Burn in your pathway across the sky
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| And brighten up our stories
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| Wake the continents and oceans to
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| Another blessed morning!
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| You are the gift, you are the proof
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| The Lord looks down and warms my roof
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| You are the light, you are the sign
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| That I am loved and life is mine
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| You even played a part
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| On history’s saddest day
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| You closed your eyes and the world grew dark
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| While the Father hid His face
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| And then two more circles around the world
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| To weep and wait for glory
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| And then you rose to show the way
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| On Resurrection Morning!
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| You are the gift, you are the proof
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| The Lord looks down and warms my roof
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| You are the light, you are the sign
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| That I am loved and life is mine
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| Evening so quickly comes
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| You’re ready to kiss the sea
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| Enhancing the colors of our skin
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| You cast our shadows east
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| Your blankets are fading, their purple glows
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| Your sleepy head is turning
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| And to our dreams we’ll gladly go
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| And see you in the morning
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| You are the gift, you are the proof
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| The Lord looks down and warms my roof
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| You are the light, you are the sign
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| That I am loved and life is mine |