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Apocalypse
RUTH INGRAHAM
 

We long have dwelt in twilight dim,
Like children half afraid;
In lights and shadows of a dream
Together we have played,
Or, holding each the other's hand,
Forward a little strayed.

Mount up, mount up! See how the cloud
Is melting into light!
Oh, hasten, comrade, up the path,
And from this splendid height
See the glad tidings reach a world
Redeemed from its long night!

The time-world is a shadow grown,
The light of Truth floods in:
Oh, watch with me this growing dawn
And see God's day begin,
The glory of eternal "now,"
The end of death and sin!

 

"Apocalypse" by Ruth Ingraham
Christian Science Sentinel, February 17, 1917
 

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