The Morning

The Lectern's Rise

In the fire, glowing, bright
A lamp; the glorious light

From the east is rising;
And darker shadows hiding

All that was yesterday;
A multitude goes away

And birds with wider wings,
Unfold for another king

Has in the almanac to rule,
A day for all his people

Are living while thy giving
Is all there is for recieving

Thy heart a generous store
With death continue thy war!

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