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Enter This Door |
Enter this door
As if the floor
Within were gold,
And every wall
Of jewels all
Of wealth untold;
As if a choir
In robes of fire
Were singing here
Nor shout, nor rush,
But hush ....
For God is here.
- Engraved on the door of some old church -
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