Walk within thy own heart’s temple, child, and rest,
What you seek abides forever in thy breast,
Closer than thy folded arm
Is the soul-renewing-balm,
Walk within thy own heart’s temple, child, and rest.
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Gilead
by Georgia Douglas Johnson
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