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MANAÑITA How beautiful is the morning As we come to waken you; With God's early morning blessing, With pleasure we sing to you. On the day that you were born The flowers came into bloom And at the baptismal font, All the Saints brought forth their song. The dawn is now appearing; The rays of the sun break thru Arise early this bright morning as we sing "Hello" to you. How I wish I were St. Peter (St. Theresa) How I wish I were St. John (St. Joan) As we bring this salutation In the very early dawn. From all the stars in the heavens How I wish I could get you two - - One to tell you good morning And another to bid you adieu. With a bouquet of carnations, We have come to sing our song, And make your day full of color So that you may carry on. The dawn is now appearing; The rays of the sun break thru Arise early this bright morning, As we sing "Hello" to you. CANDLE LIGHTS

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MANAÑITA

How beautiful is the morningAs we come to waken you;With God's early morning blessing,With pleasure we sing to you.

On the day that you were bornThe flowers came into bloomAnd at the baptismal font,All the Saints brought forth their song.

The dawn is now appearing;The rays of the sun break thruArise early this bright morningas we sing "Hello" to you.

How I wish I were St. Peter (St. Theresa)How I wish I were St. John (St.

Joan)As we bring this salutationIn the very early dawn.

From all the stars in the heavensHow I wish I could get you two - -One to tell you good morningAnd another to bid you adieu.

With a bouquet of carnations,We have come to sing our song,And make your day full of colorSo that you may carry on.

The dawn is now appearing;The rays of the sun break thruArise early this bright morning,As we sing "Hello" to you.

CANDLE LIGHTS

The near or far we’ll goThru cold and windy mornTo see you and to great youWith early morning songs.

The glow of candle lightsIs the glow that fills our heartsThe tears within our eyesAre tears of joy and love.

The deep echoes far from the mountains

Awake all the birds at the tree topsAnd they too many sing their love songsWith the same message we impact.

The sun will disappearTo greet the morning brightWe’ll join you in your prayersIn the chapel by the candle lights.