I wandered far, I sought strange lands to see, I satisfied my childish wish to roam; Yet after long and weary miles I found I never once had left my Father's home. I builded me a house with vaulted rooms, I planted lovely gardens, sweet and fair, And looked with foolish pride upon my work, Until I found God's presence everywhere.
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