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Into the world's most high and holy places / Men carry selfishness, and graft and greed. / The air is rent with warring of the races; / Loud Dogmas drown a brother's cry of need. / The Fleet-of-Creeds, upon Time's ocean lurches; / And there is mutiny upon her decks; / And in the light of temples, and of churches, / Against life's shores drift wrecks and derelicts. / (God rules, God rules alway.)
Right in the shadow of the lofty steeple, / Which crowns some costly edifice of faith, / Behold the throngs of hungry, unhoused people; / The ‘Bread Line,' flanked by charity and death. / See yonder Churchman, opulently doing / Unnumbered deeds, which gladden and resound; / The while his thrifty tenant is pursuing / The white slave trade on sacred, untaxed ground. / (God rules, God rules alway.)