My trust is in you and now we can live forever,
From the moment I was born, your security surrounds us,
Many flock to your open doors; you're the pride of our nation,
Trials and tribulations are overcome,
Your mystery's thrill, both cruel and merciful,
Male and females; standing on the shoulders of others.
Vestment and rituals; vast institutions honour your
name,
In everything, meeting my deepest need.
(Prompted by ‘The Givenness of Things by Marilynne Robinson.)
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