Resonating are the bells in temple
Glowing are burning candles with reverence
Spirited is the divinity on the steeple
Veneration is hovering around in silence
Sharing their accord in your despair
Helping you to cross the bridge
Sanctifying you with faith for armor
Joining their hands with a pledge
To bless your life and vicarage
Gathered together are the divine brasses
Waving their hand to give assurance
Sprinkling dew of blessings all across
Giving you the strength and endurance
Shining the gleam of their radiance
Helping you to face the tempest
Building a wall of perpetual benevolence
Sharing the power of their bequest
To carry you through this angst
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