Communion

As the chime of the golden bells,When Aaron entered the Holy of HoliesIn the ancient Hebrew tabernacle,O'er listening silence, purest melody—So is love divine within the heart.

As the glow of the golden lamps,Which burned through the night within thesanctuary

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