To love the Lord my God
With all my heart and
All my soul and
All my mind; all this—first great command—
I'll do alone, myself, here, now,
Beneath the starry vault of heaven, in my chair, beneath
Some spreading leafy thing
Walk softly in my thoughts and sing
A hymn of praise and gratitude to God, the King.
This is my own church;
This is where it must begin.
Holy, individual, wholly original, spiritual consciousness.
No other but my own shall I ever know as well.
It begins here, with one of Mind's ideas.
Habitation I spend long preparing—
Preparing to be fit for healing,
Fit for comfort, fit for sharing,
Fit for caring and for kneeling in humility to Christ,
Ideal of all that's real.