Day breaks immortal in my soul,
The essence of perfume in delight;
All eternity does rejoice:
For I have conquered my poor plight.
But not i that is to say,
But not i have won this war;
It is my King who paves the way:
It is my King that leads me home.
Time does not beseech me anymore,
Days are not distinguish in my mind,
Obstacles that set me back are gone;
Only life and joy do fill me in the now.
You too may feel the Sonshine,
You may also know the peace,
Because in Jesus there is rest;
Alone in Him.
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