“Prayer
the church’s banquet, angel’s age,
God’s
breath in man returning to his birth,
The
soul in paraphrase, heart in pilgrimage,
The
Christian plummet sounding heav’n and earth
Engine
against th’ Almighty, sinner’s tow’r,
Reversed
thunder, Christ-side-piercing spear,
The
six-days world transposing in an hour,
A
kind of tune, which all things hear and fear;
Softness,
and peace, and joy, and love, and bliss,
Exalted
manna, gladness of the best,
Heaven
in ordinary, man well drest,
The
milky way, the bird of Paradise,
Church-bells
beyond the stars heard, the soul’s blood,
The
land of spices; something understood.”—English poet-clergyman George Herbert (1593-1633),
“Prayer”
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