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Chapter 30 of 57

S. The Day

1 min read · Chapter 30 of 57

The Day Behold a streak of ruddy tinge Along those eastern hills!

It crowns them with a glowing fringe, And the horizon fills; And through the higher gloom, from far Descends a cheering ray, It is the bright and Morning Star, The herald of the day!

O come, Thou long-expected King, Lord of all power and might;

Thou surely wilt salvation bring, The reign of Peace and Right! The weary nations in distress Await Thy gracious sway;

O come, thou Sun of Righteousness. To usher in the day!

 E. L. Bevir.

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