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O hallowed memories of the past,
Ye legends old and fair,
Still be your light upon us cast
Your music on the air.
For hearts the beautiful that feel,
Whose pulse of love beats strong
The opening heavens new light reveal,
Glory to God! their song.
And while from out our dying dust
Light more than life doth stream,
We bless the faith that bids us trust
The heaven that we dream.
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