There Is a High Place

1. There is a high place
2. And so, perhaps high
in the upper air, So high that all the jarring sounds of
over worm and clod There is an unimaginable
earth, All cursing and all crying and all mirth Melt
goal. Where all the wars and discords of the soul Make
to one murmur and one music there.
one still music to the heart of God.
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