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Blest be the Architect

July 29, 2016



 Hither sometimes Sinne steals, and stains

The marbles neat and curious veins:

But all is cleansed when the marble weeps.

Sometimes Death, puffing at the doore,

Blows all the dust about the floore:

But while he thinks to spoil the room, he sweeps.

Blest be the Architect, whose art

Could build so strong in a weak heart.


"The Church Floor"

The Temple

George Herbert, The Works of George Herbert (London: George Routledge & Co., 1854), 62–63.


Photo by Strekeisen (Own work) [CC BY-SA 4.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

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