"The dawn swings incense, silver gray;
The night is past;
Now comes, triumphant, God's full day;
No priest, no church can bar its way;
The night is past;
How, on this blue
Of God's great banner, blaze and glow
The words, 'Forgive them: for they know
Not what they do.'"—
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"The dawn swings incense, silver gray;...
From the October 1885 issue of The Christian Science Journal