Religion & morality

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      A NEW SONG IN PRAISE OF TAE

CATHOLIC CHRUCH OF KANTUR

You brilliant muses I Pray excuse me
As I am intruding on your precious time
Andsimpathis in my stupid prsiees,
Of Kantu K Chapel & its tower sublime,
It is erected on o s ong foundatio,
By th Lord of Angles that rules on o gh
When he told S int Peter he'd gain salvation,
A d near forsake him til the snd of time,

This holy temple is come dow from Jesus,
And su red danger In Great exite,
Her Bishops merter'd & her preists ill treated
And foyced to pray by the ditches side.
But our .Lord is me cliul though trying our p ci nce,
They are sti lt more raising fvom time to time,
The gates of hell shall not prevail against it,
Our Lord foretold that told no lie,

In contemplating on its holy Alters
Commerating Mount Calvary,
To spake with carder I was struck with wonder
When I fell to pon er on its sanctity,
The Sac e Cha lice in the Tabernacle,
Where our Lord is offered for the world,
Where the souls ar nru she'd with the olycecrament
Our Lorh has call'd it the bread of life,

The grnnd dascription the stain'd glasss windows,
Are most amnzing for to behold,
And the bells me odiously souuding daily,
To call'd the people to save their souls,
The splenbid Organ const uo' in order,
Before the Alter is most complete,
With a,choir of cha ters to sing most charming,
Saying Gloriu In Excelses Deo,

Its in this stander'd there are holy stations'
To show the faithful waat our Lord went through,
Through which the sinner gets a velaxation,
If he sincerely his laws purs e,
As this oly Ed fice is no w completed,
And Cousecreated by Gods command,
And ou its lofty pinna le is situa ed,
The Dross that Jesus died on for us all,

We should conslder on its first foundation,
When her congregatiou by God was call'd,
When the keys ef Hea on was bestowed onPeter,
Eor to absolve all who conf ss'd their fanles.
Like Noab's Ark when it was complcated
No nne was save'd but within her hands,
The rest being infidele that worship'd P gans,
The Lord resolved tor to have them drowop,

We feel indebtep to our loveing Clergy,
By their great svertions this pile was raised,
Father O'Reagan is our noble lead r,
His toil orlabour he never spared,
Father Colemän is our'l veing pila e.
He is inviting those who are going stray
And Eather McCarsy is with them uni ed,
Their congragntions poor souls to save.

To make a comment on the grand interiour,
I'm quite unable for to unfoid,
My stupid faculties arc frusterated,
I must conclude with another scroll,
The pallsaiding to it interior,
Is most amazing for to be old,
And the splendid flooring is weil completed,
To decorate this rrue christian fold,