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Above the clash of counter creeds
These words of gospel swell:
Whoever doeth righteous deeds
Hath read his Bible well.

Like blossoms of the fragrant spring
Are adoration's vows;
The tree that pleases God will bring
Fair fruitage on its boughs.

The Holy Church is that wherein
The golden rule controls;
The soul is surely saved from sin
That lives for other souls.
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