I throw myself down in my chamber, and I call in, and invite God, and his Angels thither, and when they are there, I neglect God and his Angels, for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.
I throw myself down in my chamber, and I call in, and invite God, and his Angels thither, and when they are there, I neglect God and his Angels, for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.
God is so omnipresent.... God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.
Twice or thrice I loved thee Before I knew thy face or name So in a voice, so in shapeless flame, Angels affect us oft, and worshipped be.
At the round earth's imagined corners, blow Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise From death, you numberless infinities Of souls All whom war, dearth, age, agues, tyrannies, Despair, law, chance, hath slain.
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