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AS I went by the church to-day
I heard the organ cry;
And goodly folk were on their knees,
But I went striding by.
My minister hath a roof more vast:
My aisles are oak-trees high;
My altar-cloth is on the hills,
My organ is the sky.
I see my rood upon the clouds,
The winds, my chanted choir;
My crystal windows, heaven-glazed,
Are stained with sunset fire.
The stars, the thunder, and the rain,
White sands and purple seas-
These are His pulpit and His pew,
My God of Unbent Knees!
The Church Of Unbent Knees
Christopher Morley
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Poem topics: fire, god, heaven, purple, rain, sky, sunset, white, roof, thunder, church, high, Valentine's Day, crystal, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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