Our God is whatever we love the best, The thing enthroned within our breast, Be it good or evil, love or hate, Be it pleasure or power or rich estate, In our temple of thought, from the world apart. We burn our incense and offer our prayers, And daily our outward life declares What is supreme within our heart.
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