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THE NAME.
A spirit was with me in sleep,
And in my fingers placed a pen:
What was commanded me I wrote,
His message to the sons of men.
And in my fingers placed a pen:
What was commanded me I wrote,
His message to the sons of men.
“Before the beginning was, I am;
And I after the end shall be;
Unseen behind the loom of Time
Weaving the web, Eternity.
And I after the end shall be;
Unseen behind the loom of Time
Weaving the web, Eternity.
My feet are on the mountain-tops,
And in the hollows of the sea;
To seek Me is to miss Me there,
To miss is to discover Me.
And in the hollows of the sea;
To seek Me is to miss Me there,
To miss is to discover Me.
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The constellations rise and set
At their appointed hours in space,
But see Me not; their lord, the Sun,
Hath never looked upon my Face.”
At their appointed hours in space,
But see Me not; their lord, the Sun,
Hath never looked upon my Face.”
But we, if we behold Thee not,
Are torches lighted at Thy flame;
For lo, our souls are letters in
The Incommunicable Name.
Are torches lighted at Thy flame;
For lo, our souls are letters in
The Incommunicable Name.
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