I find it amazing....
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Smoothing a cypress beam
With a scarred hand,
I saw a Carpenter
In a far land.
Down past the flat roofs
Poured the white sun;
But still He bent his back,
The patient one.
And I passed surprised
In that queer place,
To find an old man
With a haunting face.
"Who art Thou, Carpenter,
Of the bowed head,
And what buildest Thou?"
"Heaven," He said !
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Smoothing a cypress beam
With a scarred hand,
I saw a Carpenter
In a far land.
Down past the flat roofs
Poured the white sun;
But still He bent his back,
The patient one.
And I passed surprised
In that queer place,
To find an old man
With a haunting face.
"Who art Thou, Carpenter,
Of the bowed head,
And what buildest Thou?"
"Heaven," He said !
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