Poetry
Daily to the Temple
I go daily To the Temple of the Lord I go hungrily Desiring His Word Where? You ask Is the Temple to which I daily return How? You ask May you find His Word For which your soul does yearn I tell you now For All That Will Hear... Close your eyes Bow your head And Pray Now you have found your Temple And God waits for you there.
A Megibben
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