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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · May 26, 1910

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 87, No. 21.

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SUNRISE

By Abram S. Isaacs

The somber skies a sudden brightness show, The clouds and mist reflect a golden glow, And far and near what tender glories flow As sunrise comes!
The spreading hills upraise themselves in song, The streams soft murmur as they move along; What hopes and yearnings rise in rapid throng When sunrise calls!
The slumbering city wakens from its sleep, The streets and homes no longer silence keep; O faithful heart! forget thy sorrows deep With sunrise near!
The night will pass, God’s dawn will come again, Your doubts and fears will vanish like the rain, And you will smile away the haunting pain— ’Tis sunrise now!
— Abram S. Isaacs.