Of The Old Church
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Of the old church
foundations weep.
For they knew not happiness
and knew only hard work
and pining eyes.
Verse so often be so.
Yet of all
verse speak out the Inner Soul
more than other things.
Even the Inner Soul in its
pristine strength
and glories of the old
and heavens wide
will bend and remain so.
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