Friday, April 08, 2005
In Passing
And what is holy blessing from on high But perseverance hallowed, set apart To nourish here the hoping human heart. Arise, such consecration passeth by.
And whither tread Saint Peter coming nigh If not straight up to evil wholly weighed. Because of him they know be not afraid. Arise, as one who trod there passeth by.
And what is greatness in each human eye Save the hero to be found in each. His gift to all of being, was this to teach. Arise, for such a hero passeth by.
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