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<h2>SOMETIMES A LIGHT SURPRISES</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Unto you that fear My Name shall the Sun of Righteousness arise with healing in His wings.” Malachi 4:2</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td align="center" width="155"><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_c_o_cowper_w.jpg" alt="William Cowper (1731-1800)" width="126" height="202.666666666667"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_o_cowper_w.html" target="_blank">William Cowper</a>, <em>Olney Hymns</em> (London: W. Oliver, 1779).
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Petition,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_h_a_haydn_fj.html" target="_blank">Franz Josef Haydn</a> (1732-1809) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_p_petition.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Sometimes a light surprises the Christian while he sings;<br>
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It is the Lord, Who rises with healing in His wings:<br>
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When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again<br>
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A season of clear shining, to cheer it after rain.</p>
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<p>In holy contemplation we sweetly then pursue<br>
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The theme of God’s salvation, and find it ever new.<br>
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Set free from present sorrow, we cheerfully can say,<br>
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Let the unknown tomorrow bring with it what it may.</p>
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<p>It can bring with it nothing but He will bear us through;<br>
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Who gives the lilies clothing will clothe His people, too;<br>
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Beneath the spreading heavens, no creature but is fed;<br>
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And He Who feeds the ravens will give His children bread.</p>
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<p>Though vine nor fig tree neither their wonted fruit should bear,<br>
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Though all the field should wither, nor flocks nor herds be there;<br>
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Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice,<br>
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For while in Him confiding, I cannot but rejoice.</p>
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