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When the white dawn comes / I shall kneel to welcome it; / The dread that darkened on my eyes / Shall vanish and be gone. / I shall look upon it / As the parched on fountains, / "Yet it was the blinding night" / "That taught the joy of dawn."
When the first bird sings, / Oh, I shall hear rejoicing, / And all my life shall thrill to it / And all my heart draw near. / I shall lean to listen / Lest a note elude me, / "Yet it was the fearsome night" / "That taught me how to hear."
When the sun comes up / I shall lift my arms to it; / The fear of fear shall fall from me / As shackles from a slave. / I shall run to hail it, / Free and unbewildered, / "Yet it was the silent night" / "That taught me to be brave."