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<p>A day – no distant day, shall dawn<lb/> | |||
To chase the clouds that now oppress us;<lb/> | |||
Peace shall call the world her own,<lb/> | |||
And heaven's celestial light shall bless us.<lb/> | |||
Day of God's promise! – thee I sing<lb/> | |||
Thee every hurrying hour calls nearer,<lb/> | |||
When laurels drench'd in blood, shall bring<lb/> | |||
Nor fame, nor glory to the wearer.</p> | |||
<p>And shall that gloomy mist disperse<lb/> | |||
Which now religion's radiance smothers,<lb/> | |||
And man embrace the universe<lb/> | |||
As fellow pilgrims, friends & brothers?<lb/> | |||
All from a common origin<lb/> | |||
All to a common father sending<lb/> | |||
All born to sorrow – prone to sin –<lb/> | |||
What should prevent their spirits blending?</p> | |||
<p>Come, blessed day! foretold by thee<lb/> | |||
By thee, our Lord, in promise given,<lb/> | |||
Who left "thy peace" – a legacy<lb/> | |||
To help us on our way to heaven.<lb/> | |||
O when <hi rend="underline">that</hi> peace shall find a home<lb/> | |||
On earth – out-tired with war & madness<lb/> | |||
Thy Kingdom will indeed be come<lb/> | |||
In all its glory – all its gladness.</p> | |||
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A day – no distant day, shall dawn
To chase the clouds that now oppress us;
Peace shall call the world her own,
And heaven's celestial light shall bless us.
Day of God's promise! – thee I sing
Thee every hurrying hour calls nearer,
When laurels drench'd in blood, shall bring
Nor fame, nor glory to the wearer.
And shall that gloomy mist disperse
Which now religion's radiance smothers,
And man embrace the universe
As fellow pilgrims, friends & brothers?
All from a common origin
All to a common father sending
All born to sorrow – prone to sin –
What should prevent their spirits blending?
Come, blessed day! foretold by thee
By thee, our Lord, in promise given,
Who left "thy peace" – a legacy
To help us on our way to heaven.
O when that peace shall find a home
On earth – out-tired with war & madness
Thy Kingdom will indeed be come
In all its glory – all its gladness.
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