CLIV.

But thou, of temples old, or altars new, Standest alone--with nothing like to thee-- Worthiest of God, the Holy and the True! Since Zion's desolation, when that He Forsook his former city, what could be, Of earthly structures, in His honour piled, Of a sublimer aspect? Majesty-- Power--Glory--Strength--and Beauty all are aisled In this eternal Ark of worship undefiled.