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THE CLOSED GATE
Still shall they batter at the walls?
Or still, like children, cry and fret,
While the loud clamor of their calls
Swells high in turbulent regret?
Or still, like children, cry and fret,
While the loud clamor of their calls
Swells high in turbulent regret?
When thou hast barred the door, shall they
Challenge thy wisdom, God of love?
Or humbly wait beside the way
Till thou the barrier shalt remove?
Challenge thy wisdom, God of love?
Or humbly wait beside the way
Till thou the barrier shalt remove?
Too oft we cannot hear thee speak,
So loud our voices and our prayers,
While to the patient and the meek
The gate thou openest unawares!
So loud our voices and our prayers,
While to the patient and the meek
The gate thou openest unawares!
