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Do you dare measure
The limits of Jerusalem
Scope of her reaching
Or gleaming of her light?
You with the rod
Of heartless feet
And inches
Tallies and tokens
To gauge her worth aright?
Pointless this plan
To weigh the sum of mercy
Sobs of relief
Or joy of family found
Words of Messiah
That promise constant keeping
Purpose and plenty
To all on Holy Ground.
Better you view
A single act of kindness
Savour the smell
Of Jesus drawing near.
Tend to the marvel
Of widows’ love rekindled.
Delight in laughter
Of children freed from fear.

(Zechariah 2: 1-5)


Based on a wonderful sermon by George H Morrison, Glasgow
http://books.google.ca/books?id=rIJH7Kj9oM0C&pg=PA75&lpg=PA75&dq=G+H+Morrison+The+Man+with+the+Measuring+Line&source=bl&ots=yEkTnn4YQH&sig=NQFqF06yP_8Qk0DMFSdCXOVPiAQ&hl=en&sa=X&ei=qkm0UcPJD8jMyQHR5IFI&redir_esc=y#v=onepage&q=G%20H%20Morrison%20The%20Man%20with%20the%20Measuring%20Line&f=false

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