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After Evening Service

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We could keep vigil

On toward midnight

When the new day is called

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A horn might be too much

But inside the church

The organ might be released

To greet the day

Subdued for lateness of the hour

Wanting to be good neighbors

Give our hearts some quiet room

As well

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I guess “midnight vigil” sounds

A quiet thing

To us

I’m sure in other lands

It does not go that way

There are noisy fanfares

Calls as announcement

Calls to prayer

Calls to say

(to play)

Even to shout

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This is a new day

Of the Lord

And the Lord’s creations!

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Washed Away Night

Midnight in Saint George, Romania

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