A Song of the Dawning

Lo

an ar­my is ad­vanc­ing

Not with beat of throb­bing drum

Not with ban­ners proud­ly wav­ing

Do the hap­py my­ri­ads come

But their hearts a-throb with lov­ing

Eyes with love that shine sin­cere

And they sing aloud in an­them

That the rule of peace is here

Swords are beat­en in­to plough shares

Into prun­ing hooks the spear.

Even now the light-spires daz­zle

And the note of hope is heard

Man is learn­ing God’s new lang­uage

Building let­ters to a word;

And the coun­cils men have dark­ened

Come like jew­els flash­ing bright

As he trusts the voice with­in him

And the Spir­it gives him sight;

And the pro­mise nears ful­fill­ment

That the world shall see the light.

Ye who hold each man a bro­ther

For the bro­ther love of Christ

Who with clear eyed pur­ity do

Keep in heart a dai­ly tryst

Let me grasp the hand fra­ter­nal

One in love and serv­ice we

Now

as in a mir­ror dark­ly

Face to face we yet shall see.

Fellow work­ers with the Fa­ther

Let us fel­low help­ers be!