<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420517" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hymn For The House Of Worship At Georgetown, Erected In Memory Of A Mother</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou dwellest not, O Lord of all<br>In temples which thy children raise;<br>Our work to thine is mean and small,<br>And brief to thy eternal days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forgive the weakness and the pride,<br>If marred thereby our gift may be,<br>For love, at least, has sanctified<br>The altar that we rear to thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The heart and not the hand has wrought<br>From sunken base to tower above<br>The image of a tender thought,<br>The memory of a deathless love!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And though should never sound of speech<br>Or organ echo from its wall,<br>Its stones would pious lessons teach,<br>Its shade in benedictions fall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here should the dove of peace be found,<br>And blessings and not curses given;<br>Nor strife profane, nor hatred wound,<br>The mingled loves of earth and heaven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou, who didst soothe with dying breath<br>The dear one watching by Thy cross,<br>Forgetful of the pains of death<br>In sorrow for her mighty loss,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In memory of that tender claim,<br>O Mother-born, the offering take,<br>And make it worthy of Thy name,<br>And bless it for a mother's sake!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420517" data-title="Hymn For The House Of Worship At Georgetown, Erected In Memory Of A Mother de John Greenleaf Whittier" data-description="Thou dwellest not, O Lord of all In temples which thy children raise; Our work to thine is mean and small, And brief to thy eternal days. Forgive the weakness and the pride, If marred thereby our gift may be, For love, at least, has sanctified Th..."></div> </div> </div>

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