MEETING HIM IN CHURCH
I love to step inside a church,
To rest, and think, and pray;
The quiet, calm and holy place
Can drive all cares away.
I feel that from these simple walls
There breathes a moving sound
Of sacred music, murmured prayers,
Caught in the endless round.
Of all that makes our human life:
Birth, and the union blessed
Of couples at the altar wed,
And loved ones laid to rest.
Into my soul this harmony
Has poured and now is still,
The Lord’s own benediction falls
Upon me as I kneel.
Once more, with lifted head, I go
Out in the jarring mart,
The spring of gladness in my step,
God’s peace about my heart. David W. Foley
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