Poem August 24, 1981 Issue

"As it began to dawn..."

Matthew 28:1

JANE HUELSTER HANSON

Come forth, come forth,
ARISE!
Fling off the garment of fright,
cast off the shroud of night!
Look—the door is open—
behold the light!
Rise up quickly!
See, the cold hard stone
has become an angel's throne.
This is redemption's hour—
Love pours out.
Come into your own—
beloved son!
Singing, soaring, sweeping victory
belongs to you,
offspring of immortality.
This is ascension's hour,
O man of majesty.