The world has a thousand creeds, and never a one have I; Nor a church of my own, though a million spires are pointing the way on high. But I float on… - Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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The world has a thousand creeds, and never a one have I;
Nor a church of my own, though a million spires are pointing the way on high.
But I float on the bosom of faith, that bears me along like a river;
And the lamp of my soul is alight with love, for life, and the world, and the Giver.