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THE CHURCH |
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2 One holy Church, one army strong, 4 How gleam thy watchfires through the
One steadfast high intent, With never-fainting ray: [night
I One working band, one harvest-song, How rise thy towers, serene and bright,
. One King omnipotent! To meet the dawning day!
3 How purely hath thy speech come down 5 In vain the surge's angry shock,
From man's primeval youth; In vain the drifting sands;
How grandly hath thine empire grown Unharmed upon the eternal Rock
Of freedom, love, and truth! The eternal city stands.
Rev. Samuel Johnson, 1864
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NEWTON CM. T.Jackson |
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i From oldest time, on farthest shores, Beneath the pine or palm, One Unseen Presence she adores, With silence, or with psalm.
3 The truth is her prophetic gift, The soul her sacred page; |
And feet on mercy's errand swift,
Do make her pilgrimage. 4 O living Church, thine errand speed,
Fulfil thy task sublime; With bread of life earth's hunger feed;
Redeem the evil time!
Rev. Samuel Longfellow, 1864 |
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