Pillared majesty shapes the halls of God,
Each pillar bears the weight of holiness.
The floors of the colonnade are emerald green,
With marbled streaks of glory.
Shekinah smoke is clean like mountain air,
And yet so dense that sinners cannot breathe.
The central hall ascends to all the thrones,
Where elders and their crowns bow low.
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