Dayspring isn't a term we use anymore but I understand it to mean the rising sun. How appropriate that old Zechariah would prophesy that his son, John the Baptist, would prepare the way for this "dayspring from on high", Jesus Christ.
There something in a beautiful sunrise that gladdens the soul with the promise of a fresh and unspoiled day. It's even more beautiful to link this explosion of color with God's tender mercy towards us.
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