Hyssopus, studi sulla Tradizione.

We have a Holy House to build,
a Temple splendid and divine,
To be with glorious memories filled;
of Right and Truth to be the shrine.
How shall we build it strong and fair,
This Holy House of Praise and Prayer,
Firm-set and solid, grandly great?
How shall we all its rooms prepare
Far use, far ornament, far state?
Our God hath given the wood and stone,
And we must fashion them aright,
Like those who toiled on Lebenon,
Making the labour their delight:
This House, this Palace, this God's Home,
This Temple with its lofty dame,
Must be in all proportions fit,
That heavenly messengers may come
To lodge with those who tenant it.
Build squarely up the stately walls,
The two symbolic columns raise,
and let the lofty courts and halls
With all their golden glories blaze.
There, in the Kadosh-Kadoshim,
Between the broad-winged cherubim,
Where the Shekinah once abode,
The heart shall raise its daily hymn
Of gratitude and love to God.