The Atlantic Monthly, volume 10, No. 61, November, 1862

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The roar of rolling wheels came muffled by distance and the shore ofdwelling-places over which I looked. I counted the church-spires thatthreaded the vault of night a little of the upward way. How angels, thathave lived forever in heaven, and souls just free from material things, must reach down to touch these towering masts, that tell which way thesails of spirit bend! These city churches, dedicated with solemn serviceunto the worship of the great I AM, the Lord God of Adam, the JehovahJireh o...f Israelites, the Holy Redeemer of Christians, --may the Lord ofheaven and earth bless them _every one_! I looked forth upon them withtears. There never comes a time, in the busiest hurry of human ways, that I do not sprinkle a drop of love upon the steps as I pass, --that Ido not wind a tendril of holy feeling up to height of tower or summit ofspire for the great winds to waft onward and upward. God pity the heartthat does not involuntary reverence to God's templed places, made sacreda thousand fold by every penitential tear, by every throb of devotion, by every aspiration after the divine existence, from which let down alittle while, we wander, for what we know not!

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