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Thursday, 24 July 2008

Albany Church Poem

"As Israel's tribes to Zion's holy hill,
Up to the courts the worshippers would come,
From where is Saugerties; where Plattekill,
Flatbush, Blue Mountain, Maiden, Kiskatom—
All daughters fair of mine.  But passing fair
Those   faithful   ones who  travelled  leagues  to
    prayer.
Call others privileged?     They had this much—
The Gospel undefiled in Holland Dutch.

"I see the pulpit high‡—an octagon.
Its pedestal, doophuisje,§ winding stair;
And room within for one, and one alone,
A canopy above, suspended there;
No spire, no bell; but 'neath the eaves a porch,
With trumpet hung to  summon  all to church:
Till innovation brought stoves, bell, and spire,
Floors, straight-backed pews, voorleser,** and a
    Choir.”

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‡ In front of the pulpit was a socket for the hour­glass.
§ Baptistery—an inclosed space in front of the pulpit.
** The clerk who gave out the hymns, etc., and led the singing.

 

 
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