||Music by Jon Pourroy. Lyrics by Arlene Pourroy. '...The sun has gone to other fields. The moon has vanished in the troubled clouds. The storm wind blows the branches where the sparrows sleep. I keep my watch because I know the darkest hour precedes the dawn... For dawn will coe to waiting hearts. The sparrow wakes and feeds her brood --- her branch bent low, touching the ground. I too may in meekness bend as the dawn shines where I thought it was the darkest hour...'
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