The Altar

Charles Tennyson Turner

1808 to 1879

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The Altar - Track 1

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How fondly look'd I on the place,
Assign'd to rites of spousal love,
How saintly seem'd that board of grace,
With Jesus blessing bread above!

'Twas bosom'd in a kindlier air,
Than th' outer realms of care and dole;
A sacred spirit brooded there,
Whose spell-like silence lull'd the soul!

For tho' full oft the accents dear,
Here utter'd, had been falsely fond,
Still they were breath'd and plighted here,
And broken in a place beyond!