---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 26
number: 5
published: 1923-03
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations, "The Mists Shall Lift", *Improvement Era* 26, no. 5 (March 1923): 403.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2605unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera2605unse
start_page: 403
end_page: 403
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1923-03)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2605unse
  publication_year: 1923
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1923, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# The Mists Shall Lift

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/r The Mists Shall Lift The mists shall lift, and Truth shall stand revealed; The prayers of patient men, no more concealed Shall move the nations ; Ignorance shall flee ; And hearts combine to hail the victory. The mists shall lift and souls in countless lands, Groping in the dark, with eager hands Shall reach the summits where the flood of day Engulfs the past, intolerant and gray. The mists shall lift; the pageantries of kings, The armies, navies, fleets with magic wings, Shall crumble in the crucible of Truth; And peace shall soothe the fevered brow of Youth. The mists shall lift; Tradition's musty urns Shall burst as holy incense burns The false, the show, the cunning mockery, The ancient masks of pious trickery. The mists shall lift ! E'en now the heavens glow With dawn's red flame. Before it flees the foe; While straining eyes behold in deeps afar, The hope divine — the Bright and Morning Star. Lethbridge, Canada Frank C. Steele