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There was light in the dawn Spreading over separating waters, Sweeping over drying land As the dust sprouted people and grass. Chasing dusk with dawn and dawn, dusk, Life from the word, and the word was “Good,” The word from the light in the dawn. There was light on the tree, Hammered down with nails nine inches long, Poured out as an offering of love On the masses and their children, Wrapped in cloths and lain in a tomb And left three days before anyone came, Three days from the light on the cross. There was light outside the grave That could not keep himRead More →