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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345799" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Little Church Round the Corner</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Bring him not here, where our sainted feet<br>Are treading the path to glory;<br>Bring him not here, where our Saviour sweet<br>Repeats for <br>us<br>his story.<br>Go, take him where such things are done<br>(For he sat in the seat of the scorner),<br>To where they have room, for we have none,--<br>To the little church down the corner.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So spake the holy man of God,<br>Of another man, his brother,<br>Whose cold remains, ere they sought the sod,<br>Had only asked that a Christian rite<br>Might be read above them by one whose light<br>Was, 'Brethren, love one another:'<br>Had only asked that a prayer be read<br>Ere his flesh went down to join the dead,<br>While his spirit looked with suppliant eyes,<br>Searching for God throughout the skies.<br>But the priest frowned 'No,' and his brow was bare<br>Of love in the sight of the mourner,<br>And they looked for Christ and found him--where?<br>In that little church round the corner.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! well, God grant when, with aching feet,<br>We tread life's last few paces,<br>That we may hear some accents sweet,<br>And kiss, to the end, fond faces.<br>God grant that this tired flesh may rest<br>('Mid many a musing mourner),<br>While the sermon is preached and the rites are read<br>In no church where the heart of love is dead,<br>And the pastor's a pious prig at best,<br>But in some small nook where God's confessed,--<br>Some little church round the corner.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anonymous+Americas">Anonymous Americas</a><div class=q>
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