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The Church
Soon to his Name they rear a temple rude,Where they may worship God, the Lord of all;
First Church of Christ, in this vast solitude,
Gathered and formed obedient to his call.
With simple forms, they, for themselves, ordain
A pastor, and a teacher them to lead;
Their minds in their great trials to sustain,
And with the bread of Life their hunger feed.
Amidst the service, lo! a pilgrim band,
By adverse winds and waves, till then delayed,
From Plymouth comes; to offer the right hand,
With messages of love, and cheer conveyed;
May sacred bonds, thus formed in early day,
Endure when temples built with hands decay.
Poem No. 431; c. 1878–80
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