The New Dawn

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The sun will surely shine again,
All our struggles are not in vain,
Together we can yield some grain,
And from rejoicing we will not refrain,
For dancing, our feet we will train



Tell me, is suffering our portion,
Is this our permanent condition,
Someday there will be a solution,
For our creator hears our petition,
Only him can remedy our position,


                               
                                   
Our sorrows we've overcome,
A new dawn has come,
We are proud of who we,ve become,
A people born of a new dawn,
Rejoice, for our redeemer has come

Weep no more my people,
We finally defeated our trouble,
By his power we are humble,
Able to walk with our heads high,
Turn back and kiss goodbye our troubles


                                     Redemption is the word,
                                     From fear and worry,
                                     To walk in hope and peace,
                                     That is our new destination...

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  1. Angel LandSeptember 24, 2010 at 11:12 AM

    "Tell me, is suffering our portion,
    Is this our permanent condition,
    Someday there will be a solution,
    For our creator hears our petition,
    Only him can remedy our position"

    Am lovin the rythm of these lines.....its like a leaping musical beat. Great write buddy

    their is always hope as we walk to our new destination, delighted in the joy of the one that ripped of our demise.

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  2. BiccolaSeptember 24, 2010 at 11:15 AM

    yeah, the candle of hope burns even when the candles of peace, unity and love are blown out, that way, we can always relight the other three candles...

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  3. UnknownSeptember 24, 2010 at 10:42 PM

    Every minute every day
    Whatever comes our way
    We never wish it away
    It might be the only way
    To take troubles away
    On this wonderful day
    You in a different way
    Have always come my way
    Can't try to wish you away
    I just hope and pray
    That besides me you lay
    Always in a beautiful way
    You still come my way

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