I spied the steeple of a Church;
So high upon a lofty perch.
From miles upon miles--on an unkempt hill,
One could see the spire still.
High above the people's voices sang about,
Peace and love throughout the land without a doubt,
There were songs of love and fellowman,
When in came a drunk with trembling hand.
He was tired and staggered through the door,
humbled by pain he collapsed on the alter floor.
There were those amongst the Parishioners who did shout,
"For the love of God throw this bum out."
Up stepped one man with a loving heart,
Gave of his tithe a giving for a start.
Years passed: The deed was long forgot,
A new Church was to be built upon the spot
It was then a man stepped forth with generous gift,
I was down and this Church was there to give me a lift,
Today the White Church stands proud for all to see,
And from my spot below the message comes to me.
The choir singing--amongst them some cried,
The words of sharing love in one voice,"Let no Man be Denied!"
Inspired by a day a bum walked up to me and asked the time.
On a bench below he sat and prayed for a day when he might
be allowed amongst the Parishoners far above in a small White Church.
As he walked away he gave the sign of the Cross and said to me,
"God bless you." And I felt very blessed to know him if for one time.
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