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Edited By Heyman Wreford
COME, oh come, happy morning come! Then shall all tears be dried, and all shadows shall flee away. It is the morning without clouds; is the morning when our loved departed shall rise again; when we shall be re-united in our bodies of glory, all perfectly conformed to the image of the Lord, and dwell together, an unbroken circle, in the bright, bright beams of His unchanging love, throughout the countless ages of eternity. A. M.