The sun is burning with intensest light
Behind yon grove; and in the golden glow
Of unconsuming Fire, it doth show
Like to the Bush, in which to Moses’ sight
The Lord appeared! and O, am I not right
In thinking that He reappears e’en now
To me, in the old Glory? and I bow
My head, in wonder hush’d, before His might!
Yea! this whole world so vast, to Faith’s clear eye,
Is but that burning Bush full of His Power,
His Light, and Glory; not consumed thereby,
But made transparent: till in each least flower,
Yea! in each smallest leaf, she can descry
His Spirit shining through it visibly!
(Henry Ellison)
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