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Hear the voice of my beloved Gently call at close of day
Come my love, oh come and meet me Rise, oh rise, and come away
Winter's door will soon be over And the rains are nearly done
Flowers bloom and trees are budding Time for singing has begun
I have waited through the shadows For my Lord to call for me
Now the morning breaks eternal In its light His face I see
Now the morning breaks eternal And at last His face I see
When you see the fig tree budding You will know the summer's near
When you hear the words I've spoken You will know my coming's near
Keep on listening my beloved For my coming's very near
Keep on listening my beloved For my coming's very near
