Comes The Sun
 




Storm clouds blown away; here comes the sun,
let it be a day of clear, blue skies
signs of something to gladden everyone,
storm clouds blown away; here comes the sun.

We come together to meet as one,
love of our Saviour wears no disguise.
Storm clouds blown away; here comes the Son,
let it be a day of clear, blue skies.



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By cherryk

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