O THOU whose finger-tips,
From out the unveiled universe around,
Can touch my human lips
With harmonies beyond the range of sound;
Whose living word,
All vital truth revealing,
My soul hath stirred
To raptures holy, comforting and healing;
Beneath, around, above,
Breathe on me atmospheres
Of universal Love-
The music of the timeless years;
Upon my soul,
Pour vast eternities of might,
Up through my being roll
Deep seas of light
To urge me onward to the Goal,
The Infinite, the Whole.
(Albert Durrant Watson)
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