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Poem by Charles Hamilton Sorley
The gates are open on the road That leads to beauty and to God. Perhaps the gates are not so fair, Nor quite so bright as once they were, When God Himself on earth did stand And gave to Abraham His hand And led him to a better land. For lo! the unclean walk therein, And those that have been soiled with sin. The publican and harlot pass Along: they do not stain its grass. In it the needy has his share, In it the foolish do not err. Yes, spurned and fool and sinner stray Along the highway and the way. And what if all its ways are trod By those whom sin brings near to God? This journey soon will make them clean: Their faith is greater than their sin. For still they travel slowly by Beneath the promise of the sky, Scorned and rejected utterly; Unhonoured; things of little worth Upon the highroads of this earth; Afflicted, destitute and weak: Nor find the beauty that they seek, The God they set their trust upon: ЧYet still they march rejoicing on.
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