The parson's voice runs like a river
Over smooth rocks. I like this church.
The pews are staid, they never shiver,
They never bend or sway or lurch.
'Prayer, ' says the kind voice, 'is a chain
That draws down Grace from Heaven again.' prayer, and grace and the mind of a boy.. tony
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The parson's voice runs like a river Over smooth rocks. I like this church. The pews are staid, they never shiver, They never bend or sway or lurch. 'Prayer, ' says the kind voice, 'is a chain That draws down Grace from Heaven again.' prayer, and grace and the mind of a boy.. tony