The Lord's
Guest
- As you enter His House,
softly close the door
- Upon a realm of selfish
haste.
- Loose the sandal of a
warring world
- And open they heart to
peace.
- Bathe they soul in calm
reverence;
- Be cleansed from doubt
and envy.
- You are his guest.
- He bids you welcome to
the sanctuary
- Of a righteous cause make
perfect
- By his acceptance.
- Unfolded to you is the
drama of existence,
- The mystery of life, the
grandeur of death
- Unto greater life,
complete companionship,
- The enthronement of
perfect law.
- Yours is the refuge of
the forgiven, the glimpse,
- The very test of the
redeemed.
- Guard this precious
touchstone of eternity
- Within a humble heart,
'tis no commonplace
- Possession, this jewel
for which ages of all time
- Have wished and striven.
- Go forth again, bearing
more firmly,
- More kindly, the torch of
truth to
- A groping world,
remembering-
- You have been, and yet
again
- Will wish to be, His
Gust.
- - Orson Rega Card.
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