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"With gates of silver and bars of goldYe have fenced my sheep from their father's fold;I have heard the dropping of their tearsIn heaven these eighteen hundred years."
"O Lord and Master, not ours the guilt,We build but as our fathers built;Behold thine images, how they stand,Sovereign and sole, through all our land."
Then Christ sought out an artisan,A low-browed, stunted, haggard man,And a motherless girl, whose ringers thinPushed from her faintly want and sin.
These set he in the midst of them,And as they drew back their garment-hem,For fear of defilement, "Lo, here," said he,"The images ye have made of me!"          —James Russell Lowell.
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