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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  An American Anthology, 1787–1900.  1900.
51. Hymn for the Dedication of a Church
By Andrews Norton
WHERE ancient forests round us spread,
  Where bends the cataract’s ocean-fall,
On the lone mountain’s silent head,
  There are thy temples, God of all!
Beneath the dark-blue, midnight arch,        5
  Whence myriad suns pour down their rays,
Where planets trace their ceaseless march,
  Father! we worship as we gaze.
The tombs thine altars are; for there,
  When earthly loves and hopes have fled,        10
To thee ascends the spirit’s prayer,
  Thou God of the immortal dead.
All space is holy; for all space
  Is filled by thee; but human thought
Burns clearer in some chosen place,        15
  Where thy own words of love are taught.
Here be they taught; and may we know
  That faith thy servants knew of old;
Which onward bears through weal and woe,
  Till Death the gates of heaven unfold!        20
Nor we alone; may those whose brow
  Shows yet no trace of human cares,
Hereafter stand where we do now,
  And raise to thee still holier prayers!

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