walker@noscvax.UUCP (Janet M. Walker) (03/22/85)
Why dost Thou hide Thyself from me, O God? Where'er throughout the ages man hath trod His mind and soul hath sought Thee. All in vain! He can but hope and trust: but I would know. I search through far-flung depths of stellar space; I grope adown the labyrinths of mind; I peer into each microscopic place And find all else: but Thee I cannot find.
walker@noscvax.UUCP (Janet M. Walker) (03/25/85)
Man Speaks:
Why dost Thou hide Thyself from me, O God?
Where'er throughtout the ages man hath trod
His mind and soul hath sought Thee. All in vain!
He can but hope and trust: but I would know.
I search through far-flung depths of stellar space;
I grope adown the labyrinths of mind;
I peer into each microscopic place
And find all else: but Thee I cannot find.
God Speaks
It is not I who hide, 'tis thou art blind.
Thine insight is so dimmed thou canst not see
That My Creation's Book revealeth Me;
That every atom is an open door
Inviting thee to enter and explore!
What dost thou hope to see
When thou goest seeking Me?
A Face? A Voice? A word writ on the sky?
If I should speak who art thou to reply?
If I should write some guiding Word to men
Could they interpret My Supremest Pen?
For is thine eye so keen, thy mind so sure,
That when My Spirit moves thee, and I lure
Thy longing soul afar
To probe the mote and star,
Thou canst in such wise hope to limit Me
Who doth surround what mind and eye can see?
Canst thou thus find Me Who both far and near
Create? Who causeth all things to appear
And them inspire? Who willeth dawns to break,
And rivers flow, and suns their orbits make?
Such futile search shall surely be unblest.
What then, My son, didst thou desire to prove?
Canst thy frail mind encompass thus My love?
O son of Love! For thee can be no rest
Save love for Me and calm upon My breast.
Wert thou through all eternity to seek,
And through immensity of space to roam,
Thy spirit shall no foot-hold find,
No answer to thy questing mind,
Except to My command thou shalt bow down;
Unless My Love thou wearest like a crown,
And find in meeting Me thy spirit's home.
I am not far from thee but ever near:
Listen to thy heart's whisper: "I am here."
There lies but one soul-step 'twixt thee and Me:
Take that one step into Eternity.
That Life is now if thou that step wilt take
And from thy temple vigorously shake
The ragged mantle of mortality.
For that My royal robe I offer thee,
And bid thee share My Eternality.
from "The Song Celestial"
by Howard Colby Ivesdan@scgvaxd.UUCP (Dan Boskovich) (03/26/85)
In article <845@noscvax.UUCP> walker@noscvax.UUCP (Janet M. Walker) writes: > > Why dost Thou hide Thyself from me, O God? > Where'er throughout the ages man hath trod > His mind and soul hath sought Thee. All in vain! > He can but hope and trust: but I would know. > > I search through far-flung depths of stellar space; > I grope adown the labyrinths of mind; > I peer into each microscopic place > And find all else: but Thee I cannot find. God's Answer: Romans 3 All like sheep have gone astray, all have gone their own way. There is none who seeks after God, there is none righteous, no not one! But yet, John 3:16 For God so Loved the world, He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting Life.