For outside a church
Enter this door
As if the floor within was Gold,
and every wall of jewels,
all of wealth untold.
As if a choir
In robes of fine were singing here.
Nor shout, nor rush, but hush for God is here Back to top
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For outside a churchEnter this doorAs if the floor within was Gold, and every wall of jewels, all of wealth untold. As if a choir In robes of fine were singing here. Nor shout, nor rush, but hush for God is here Back to top |