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The Time of Joy The sun rises over the horizon A new world in the vision The Blissful, happy, warm day Can not be very far away Images and dreams flow forth As the new time gives birth to hope and peace and love Which makes high fly the dove. We wait in eager joy More than any kid for any toy Knowing the day is somewhere near Knowing that gone will be fear. Old things will be made new Hope no longer for the few. Great news the future holds Gone will be the blizzard colds Warmth shall spring forth from the heart And Peace shall never depart. The future is clear And to it I hold dear. There is a time of rejoicing soon to be I am happy it will happen to me And all my friends and all of mankind a true change to a pure mind Hurts will become a thing of the past And jealousy and hatred not last. The time of joy is near Have no fear [ Go Back ] |