The Clearing of the Firmament

over the same ground when in 1892 the cap-stone of the temple was laid. A feast followed of which several thousand people partook, including sixty Indians, and hundreds of emigrants, as guests, who were passing through to California.

Salt Lake City, Utah.

THE CLEARING OF THE FIRMAMENT.

(For the Improvement Era.)

Human life, a muddy current springing out of every clime, Rushes like a mighty river, to the precipice of time.

Plunging headlong from the fountain over manv a desert tract, Then a sudden gulf of darkness swallows up the cataract.

As I look upon the picture — empty creed or crowded mart All my spirit shrinks within me, and my soul grows sick at heart.

For the clouds are full of prophecies, the fields of bitter spleen,

And the earth is wrapt in darkness, and the world's a tangled skein.

And I shudder as I linger, looking on a world of strife, Where the curse of evil deepens ransoming with human life;

Rising to a mighty climax, over-reaching all the years, Bringing down the sword of vengeance on the reeling hemispheres;

Many an ancient tower of faith falls in ruins on the sand, In the storms of skepticism sweeping over every land.

And the old light in the chapel long ago has flickered out, In the world-wide hurricane of malice, sacrifice and doubt.

But a dawn has burst upon us, streaming over all the sky On the cloud a silver lining, on the world a prophecy.

Bend your eye along the future, far as human eye can see, And behold the growing wonder and the miracle to be.

Let a glad hosanna ring around our planet long and loud, For I see the naked orb disrobing in a thunder cloud;

Climbing upward to the zenith, clothed no longer in a mist, Every field a crown of glory, every desert water-kist,

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Comes a new light from the morning, through the ancient darkness hurled, And a flood of truth advances, swaying a repentant world;

Crowding all the night before it. Error of the womb of night Shrinketh like a guilty shadow, paling in the morning light.

And the world so long in bondage, shaking off its shackels, slips From the shadow-like Orion, rolling from a full eclipse;

Lifts the darkness from the people; pours the light of heaven in; And the rainbow of repentance streams across the cloud of sin.

Mountain streams of living water flood the ancient barrenness, Till the valley of the world becomes a sea of righteousness.

Look! the black war cloud has vanished from the battlefield afar, Bearing in its guilty bosom the loud thunderbolt of war.

And the people rise triumphant crying "death afield is dead!" And with swords beat into ploughshares, sow the battlefield with bread!

List! an anthem shakes the heavens: "Right has triumphed over wrong;" With a chorus of the nations harmonizing in the song.

And a cry of freedom rings from parliaments no longer mute; For the peace-field of the peoples ripens into golden fruit.

Lo! the sun of love advances o'er the world so warm and bright, And the shrunken form of malice shrinks away into the night;

And the worm of greed outwitted crawls from senate, field and mart, For the life blood of the nations gushes from one common heart.

Zion reigneth o'er the harvests, in her hair a sheaf of wheat, In her hand a righteous sceptre, either ocean at her feet..

On her head a crown of glory; in her sacred bosom lies The white pearl of chastity; the light of heaven in her eyes.

Ah, the world cannot but love her, chaste and gentle as a dove, In her voice the note of peace, the nations in her arms of love.

Look! our orb, a shining body, through new heavens bends its flight, Sweeping past the range of vision, buried in a sea of light.

Theo. E. Curtis. Salt Lake City, Utah.