KWAN's pure hands open wide the door -
To the left, up, right, back, down, before!

Thy knees are bent, thy Virtue stands erect!
Thy glance is down, down to show respect.
Thy hands are clasped -Akashick Lords protect!
Thine be the Kingdom! thou the very elect!
Now, Golden Heart, consume thyself in prayer.
Rest, Holy Dove, in the City Four Square!

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