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THE PRAYER
"Many worlds have I made," said the Good God,
"But this is best of all,"
He slipped the round earth from His lap,
Space held the circling ball.
"Six days have I laboured," said the Good God,
"To make it very fair,
And man and woman have I moulded fine,
Set them together there.
"Open ye night’s windows," said the Good God,
"For I would hear them pray,"
Up from the spinning globe there came
Loud cries from far away.
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