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Cry
By Jeff Johnson
Words from "In Memorian A.H.H." by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809 - 1892)

Behold, we know not anything,
I can but trust that good shall fall
At last–far off–at last, to all,
And every winter change to spring.

So runs my dreams; but what am I?
An infant crying in the night;
An infant crying for the light,
And with no language but a cry.

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from The Isle Of Dreams, released October 15, 1994

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Jeff Johnson

ArkMusic recording artist, composer, producer, and Selah worship leader has released numerous solo recordings along with collaborations with Irish flutist, Brian Dunning inspired by Stephen Lawhead's novels and guitarist, Phil Keaggy. View Jeff's complete discography here: www.selahservice.com/2015/05/jeff-johnsons-arkmusic-discography/ ... more

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