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A day! It has risen upon us from the great deep of eternity, girt round with wonder emerging from the womb of darkness a new creation of life and light spoken into being by the word of God.

Edwin Hubbel Chapin

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Edwin Hubbel Chapin
Age: 65 †
Born: 1814
Born: December 29
Died: 1880
Died: January 1
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