Poem February 13, 1937 Issue

Dawn

E. OLIVIA STACK

Ere yet the sun mounts to his lofty throne,
Dark shadows and dim shapes seem all around;
Come, watch them fade the while exulting day
Wakes glorious through a silence vast, profound.

See, as the light comes, see the flickering shades
Faint and turn pale, then vanish quite away,
While grows the splendor of rose-tinted dawn,
Flooding the earth with the bright beams of day.

So flood our hearts, O all-creating Mind,
With Thy pure radiance! In Thy light we see
Earth's fleeting phantoms, hate and doubt and fear,
Fade from our human lives, and we are free.

Lift up the heart, then, lift it up with praise,
Even when the night seems black with fear and sin!
Shout! for the morning comes, the light is here;
Rise! and the King of glory shall come in.

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