The _British Weekly_ gives a good rule in rime to those who need
more openness to good influences and blessings:
Open the door, let in the air;
The winds are sweet and the flowers are fair.
Joy is abroad in the world to-day;
If our door is wide, it may come this way.
Open the door!
Open the door, let in the sun;
He hath a smile for every one;
He hath made of the rain-drops gold and gems;
He may change our tears to diadems
Open the door!
Open the door of the soul; let in
Strong, pure thoughts which shall banish sin.
They will grow and bloom with a grace divine,
And their fruit shall be sweeter than that of the vine.
Open the door!
Open the door to the heart; let in
Sympathy sweet for stranger and kin;
It will make the halls of the heart so fair
That angels may enter unaware.
Open the door!
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Art thou a beggar at God’s door? Be sure thou gettest a great
bowl, for as thy bowl is, so will be thy mess. “According to thy
faith,” saith He, “be it unto thee.”--UNIDENTIFIED.
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