No longer of Him be it said
"He hath no place to lay His head."
In every land a constant lamp
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Each word of the poem is devoted to the glory of the almighty God. Nicely articulated. Thanks. In every land a constant lamp Flames by His small and mighty camp. In every land a constant lamp Flames by His small and mighty camp.
I love this poem! especially the first and the third stanza.