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53
THE COURT OF THE LORD
O but to think we may crowd in,
Pilgrim on pilgrim, without fear,
Find Thee alone with the Seraphin,
Come close and whisper in Thine ear.
Pilgrim on pilgrim, without fear,
Find Thee alone with the Seraphin,
Come close and whisper in Thine ear.
Nor fear to be an unwanted guest,
For all day long Thou wilt not tire
But listen to the least request,
Giving past hoping and desire.
For all day long Thou wilt not tire
But listen to the least request,
Giving past hoping and desire.
And yet, poor fools, we will not come.
The wind turns in at the open door;
The bird, the bee are here at home.
The sunlight dances on the floor.
The wind turns in at the open door;
The bird, the bee are here at home.
The sunlight dances on the floor.
The Invisible Ones with a still face
Abase their wings as at a throne
Else in the rich, the fruitful place,
Thou art alone, Thou art alone.
Abase their wings as at a throne
Else in the rich, the fruitful place,
Thou art alone, Thou art alone.
And still Thou longest that Man should ask,
And still Thy treasures are all his
Thy wine, Thy oil, shall fill his flask;
He walks in plenty to his knees.
And still Thy treasures are all his
Thy wine, Thy oil, shall fill his flask;
He walks in plenty to his knees.
Has he a wound of body or soul
Thou touchest his evil: it is well.
The King touches and he is whole,
Go! show the priests—a miracle!
Thou touchest his evil: it is well.
The King touches and he is whole,
Go! show the priests—a miracle!
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Man, lo thy Banker! art though poor,
Purse bare, thy treasury a sieve?
He can fill up, renew thy store
And all thy griefs heal and forgive.
Purse bare, thy treasury a sieve?
He can fill up, renew thy store
And all thy griefs heal and forgive.
And yet so long is He alone,
No one comes nigh Him while He waits
With all His benefits undone,
Nor sound of footsteps in His gates.
No one comes nigh Him while He waits
With all His benefits undone,
Nor sound of footsteps in His gates.
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