ephemera

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Fear not to enter his courts in the slenderness
Of the poor wealth thou wouldst reckon as thine
Truth in its beauty, and love in its tenderness,
These are the offerings to lay on his shrine.

These, though we bring them in trembling and fearfulness.
He will accept for the name that is dear
Mornings of joy give for evenings of tearfulness,
Trust for our trembling, and hope for our fear

"Beauty of Holiness" (Munsell)