Classic poem of the day
I have worshipped in churches and chapels,
I have prayed in the busy street;
I have sought my God and found Him
Where the waves of the ocean beat;
I have knelt in the silent forest,
In the shade of some ancient tree,
But the dearest of all my altars
Was raised at my mother's knee .
I have listened to God in His temple
I have caught His voice in the crowd;
I have heard Him speak when the breakers
Were booming long and loud;
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