Hand in Hand/The Great Minster

by Alice MacDonald Fleming

THE GREAT MINSTER

MY friend has a Chapel with incense spiced,
⁠A shrine and an altar fit,
But I kneel at the feet of the carven Christ,
⁠And I cannot pray a bit.
At another altar I make my prayer,
⁠At the foot of a living tree,
In God's Great Minster, the open air,
⁠With Heaven spread over me.