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There in the lofty air,
‘Beauteous calm and free’
At the gates…
He stands, the judge.
You approach…
The book opens…
“Let me see…”

“In you come…”
“But what of my sins ?”

A smile…

“Did you not listen nor read ?”
“We supplied, the word ‘forgiveness’
In ev’ry language, race and creed…”