Holy Light has blown into hearts made new
now the earth shall be renewed

Rising land
Fading of sea
Night to day
Slave to free

Under The Mourning Star,
Day’s new sky brighter glows
A rising appearance
through God’s gems, love aglow

Brighter ever brighter, descending like a dove
flooding into the future with peace from above

A body new, a temple of light
by freewill, sealed in celestial might

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