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LIGHT
The golden chrysalis of dawn
Breaks through its heavenly husk,
And winged with rose floats up and on
Piercing with flame the dusk.
Breaks through its heavenly husk,
And winged with rose floats up and on
Piercing with flame the dusk.
Out of what darkness daybreak brings
Its testament of gold,
Inscribed with elemental things
That God hath never told.
Its testament of gold,
Inscribed with elemental things
That God hath never told.
Ah, Heaven! how good it is to live,
One with abounding day!
To be no longer fugitive
On Life's down-darkening way!
One with abounding day!
To be no longer fugitive
On Life's down-darkening way!
But, part and portion of the light,
To rise again re-born;
Beyond the shadow and the night,
Anointed of the Morn.
To rise again re-born;
Beyond the shadow and the night,
Anointed of the Morn.
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