L-et the Lord bless your day,
E-arly from the time you wake up;
E-vening cold chill disappears, as well as the raindrop.
M-ay the Lord bless your day,
A-s you open your eyes from slumber;
R-ise of the sun has begun,
C-oal black clouds don't gather.
I-n sixteenth November morn, dark shadows fade away;
A-llow the beacon to bathe your life, let the Lord bless your day.
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