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in the senses He hath given, Yet beyond sense He is; sustaining all,
Yet dwells He unattached: of forms and modes Master, yet neither
form nor mode hath He; He is within all beings- and without-
Motionless, yet still moving; not discerned For subtlety of instant
presence; close To all, to each; yet measurelessly far!
Not manifold, and yet subsisting still In
all which lives; for ever to be known As the Sustainer, yet, at the
End of Times, He maked all to end- and re-creates. The Light of
Lights He is, in the heart of the Dark Shining eternally. Wisdom He
is And Wisdom's way, and Guide of all the wise, Planted in every
heart.
So have I told Of Life's stuff, and the molding, and the lore To comprehend. Whoso, adoring Me, Perceived
this, shall surely come to Me! Know thou that Nature and the Spirit
both Have no beginning! Know that qualities And changes of them are
by Nature wrought; That Nature puts to work the acting frame, But
Spirit doth inform it, and so cause Feeling of pain and pleasure.
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