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Worship
But, still preserved by pious care behold,As if too sacred for Time's ruthless hand,
The house our fathers built to God of old,
Its ancient form unchanged as once they planned!
Assembling there they meet for praise and prayer,
And reverent listen to the preachéd word;
As Higginson, with eloquence, declares
The truths of God with which his soul is stirred.
In psalms and hymns together too they raise
Their notes of gratitude and holy joy,
No tremblings mingle with their tuneful lays,
For none there are their worship to annoy;
Inspired with Christian liberty they sing,
And with their songs the desert places ring!
Poem No. 84; c. 1878–80
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