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Midnight Clear

Late last night I went for a night swim in my local gym outdoor pool!  It was nice clear 37 degree night with a big ol’ moon brightly shining. It put this song in my mind. (By the way, the pool is heated!)

It’s a classic, sang by a classic from a classic time.

O ye beneath life’s crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow;
Look now, for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing;
Oh rest beside the weary road
And hear the angels sing.

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