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This little church

that lives by slip and lurch

will sing off-key

and seldom will agree.

But these are yours and work for You,

and though their tones may be somewhat askew,

as amateurs, they love You so

that all their songs may not impress with polished show.

We howl and growl to serenade our artful God.

You do not think it odd

that those You made should be so artless in their hymns,

for they must use their limbs

to till the social fields of sullen earth

and bring to birth

a fair facsimile of heaven’s town

and your renown.

Like men who dig, and wives who press,

who love their children nonetheless,

and touch their faces with a hand

abrasive but as soft as sand,

they honor You with secondary gifts,

which, better than the best, may patch all rifts.