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XIV. THE HOUSE OF GOD.

It is the Sabbath bell which calls to pray'r,
Ev'n to the House of God, the hallow'd dome,
Where he, who claims it, bids his people come,
To bow before his throne, and serve him there
With pray'rs, and thanks, and praises. Some there are
Who hold it meet to linger now at home;
And some o'er fields and the wide hills to roam,
And worship in the temple of the air!
For me, not heedless of the lone address,
Nor slack to greet my Maker on the height,
By wood, or living stream; yet not the less
Seek I his presence in each social rite
Of his own temple: that he deigns to bless,
There still he dwells, and there is his delight.