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She enters, dressed,

In her Sabbath best,

And takes her place

In the House of the Blest.

And bowing her head

As she's seated there,

She breathes to God

This humble prayer:

"O Lord help him

My own true love

To speak the words

From Thy throne above,

Help him to bring

Thy message sweet

To those who come

With Thee to meet!"

And when he rises,

His sermon to give

Words by which

The lay people live,

He breaks to them

The Bread of Life

But first he smiles

Right at his wife!