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Nov 6
The Poet says, “weeping,
may tarry for the night,
but joy comes with the morning.”

I look and see, their weeping.
Listening, I hear their cries.
I offer them hope after their storm,

'It is not for nought, this weeping.
And though it tarries beyond this night,
eternal joy comes with the mourning.'
“For his anger is but for a moment,
 and his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night,
 but joy comes with the morning.”
- Psalm 30:5
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