And now the pale dawn breaks, I see a bright and glowing morning star
So hung halfway ‘twixt Heaven and earth it beckons with an unseen hand.

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For the Voice of Nature is the Voice of God –
It speaketh through all things into all
times, unto all mankind.
And, as the seasons and the sunshine with
the rain and the thunder through
the Voice of Heaven
Each has its time of coming and going – which
is like the coming of Spring, and the
freshness of the newborn year.

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Thou shalt not knowest of thy God as any man
Nor of the likeness of any man
Nor shall He cometh amongst ye with the name of man upon His lips
But rather He shall come as all things;
As the blades of grass at thy feet, as the leaves upon the trees,
An thou shalt see His face in every cloud.

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How oft it is that high above, in some bright lighted sky
An Angel’s caught by planets rushing by
An Earthly place that spins a web of prayers that reaches out and holds Him fast
And there within its earthly coils He’s born again, and lives within a body made of flesh
And comes and goes as all men do, and called by all of them as such as they;
Yet, there remains within His heart and mind an Angel’s way
And in His hand an Angel’s touch. (more…)