Did you hear the birds out singing?
It's the mornings that they own
For while we are yet sleeping
They call, "let the new day be known!"
For while the sun has not made light
It must be time to arise
To wipe away the long night
And heed the clear song of the wise
Studying the gospel is like- Catching a double rainbow; Each drop of wisdom reflects light- Hinting there is more to see and know!
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