Without a heart

The fervent march, the hymn of praise,
The echoed chant in hallowed halls,
Without a heart to launch the phrase,
Will only bounce off deadened walls.

The soul that finds in God his rest,
His manly strength and glorious weight,
Will sing with words that from the breast
Spring lively up to heaven’s gate.

JRM, on this quiet evening of thanksgiving

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