(x = space)

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Rhapsody in Bible

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God

You are good

You love us

Always

And anyway

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I’m sure it’s in there

Though I can make

Only pages with

Neat typing

Of blurred letters

As I try

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And then the stream

The invitation

And a wall of rooms

That somehow

Turn into mansions

Promise of two verses

About paradise

About

You know

Dwelling in the house

Of the Lord

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There are numbers on the pages

Small headlines

Aids from time

Which were not in

The original

Black pages

Into mod

(it was the sixties

into seventies

for us)

And now the church

All wood

And mullions

With a clock that I could see

When in the choir

Set in the center

So the pastor be reminded

(by the clock

committee)

Of the time

For preaching

And when

To wrap it up

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I received my Bible there

I think

Or in the rooms

For Sunday School

Which had checked floors

Of tile

Room dividers

In the wing

That had been built

Before I got there

And a breezeway

Over the drive

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But this is building stuff

And the pages

Pages stuff

What of the truth that’s in there

And it’s in there

I can recall without the images

Though they come

Anyway

The verses and the truth inside

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Create in me

A clean heart

O God

And renew a right spirit

Within me

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And that’s only to begin

The faith

And transformation

Needed

That we learn about

In there

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C L Couch

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from Psalm 51

(followed by

Cast me not away

from thy presence

and take not thy holy spirit

from me

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which happened to Saul

by the way

at the nadir

of his life

as king

appointed by the prophet

who got directions

from the Lord

to look for someone tall

and

well

kingly

for a tragic irony

as things turned out)

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sorry, I got into a kind of coda

(that a kind of song, could be a psalm, might have)

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