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My heart is lifted with this new daybreak
And, like this day, my soul will, too, awake.
     The veil of dawn reveals the golden sun
     And the resurrection of God’s only son.

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He, who cured the blind, the sick and lame,
Nailed to a cross and left to die in shame,
     Rose from the tomb upon this Easter morn
     And came to comfort all of us who mourn.

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May we, like Him, from sin and hatred turn
And seek the peace and love we dearly yearn.
     Thus, seeking all things good, we well could find
     Great things which God provides for all mankind.

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