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After the Resurrection.
It was the morning twilight gray,—
The dawn, but not the perfect day;
Jesus once more on earth was seen,
Mysterious beauty in his mien.
The dawn, but not the perfect day;
Jesus once more on earth was seen,
Mysterious beauty in his mien.
No earthly shelter held Him now;
He came, He went, none questioned how:
He walked among the sons of men,
Withdrawn at will from mortal ken.
He came, He went, none questioned how:
He walked among the sons of men,
Withdrawn at will from mortal ken.
He died, He rose: the Son of God,
A spirit-form, this earth-road trod.
To all the world beside unknown,
He showed himself unto His own.
A spirit-form, this earth-road trod.
To all the world beside unknown,
He showed himself unto His own.
He met them in their walks; He came
Where they were gathered in His name;
He breathed on them, and said, “I give
To you this new life that I live.”
Where they were gathered in His name;
He breathed on them, and said, “I give
To you this new life that I live.”
The thought of Him made waking sweet:
“Somewhere, ere dewfall, we may meet:”
A hope shone through the rising ray,—
“Beside us He may walk to-day;
“Somewhere, ere dewfall, we may meet:”
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“Beside us He may walk to-day;
“And our illumined eyes will see,
Through grateful tears, that it is He,
Though He but comes to disappear
While we are whispering, ‘He is here.’”
Through grateful tears, that it is He,
Though He but comes to disappear
While we are whispering, ‘He is here.’”
Tender and dear those twilight days,—
A rainbow-gleam through cloudy haze,—
While dimly they began to see
Glory that should thereafter be.
A rainbow-gleam through cloudy haze,—
While dimly they began to see
Glory that should thereafter be.
He loved those chosen ones, His own;
Yet must they learn that not alone
For their small group He lived and died,
But for a world of souls beside.
Yet must they learn that not alone
For their small group He lived and died,
But for a world of souls beside.
Like children, they were taught to spell
His truth, until they knew it well:
When they could read His words aright,
He vanished from their mortal sight.
His truth, until they knew it well:
When they could read His words aright,
He vanished from their mortal sight.
Vanished from sight—they know Him now,—
Him to whom every knee must bow.
The ray is blended with the sun:
Behold Him! Christ and God are one!
Him to whom every knee must bow.
The ray is blended with the sun:
Behold Him! Christ and God are one!
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