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First Line: All things in nature are beautiful types to the soul that will read them
Last Line: Seeing in all things around, types of the infinite mind.
Subject(s): Nature


All things in nature are beautiful types to the soul that
can read them;
Nothing exists upon earth, but for unspeakable ends,
Every object that speaks to the senses was meant for the
spirit;
Nature is but a scroll; God's handwriting thereon.
Ages ago when man was pure, ere the flood
overwhelmed him,
While in the image of God every soul yet lived,
Every thing stood as a letter or word of a language
familiar,
Telling of truths which now only the angels can read.
Lost to man was the key of those sacred hieroglyphics,
Stolen away by sin, till by heaven restored.

Now with infinite pains we here and there spell out a
letter,
Here and there will the sense feebly shine through the
dark.
When we perceive the light that breaks through the
visible symbol,
What exultation is ours! We the discovery have made!
Yet is the meaning the same as when Adam lived sinless
in Eden,
Only long hidden it slept, and now again is revealed.
Man unconsciously uses figures of speech every moment,
Little dreaming the cause why to such terms he is prone,
Little dreaming that every thing here has its own
correspondence
Folded within its form, as in the body the soul.
Gleams of the mystery fall on us still, though much is
forgotten,
And through our commonest speech, illumine the path
of our thoughts.

Thus doth the lordly sun shine forth a type of the
Godhead;
Wisdom and love the beams that stream on a darkened
world.
Thus do the sparkling waters flow, giving joy to the
desert,
And the fountain of life opens itself to the thirst.
Thus doth the word of God distil like the rain and the
dew-drops;
Thus doth the warm wind breathe like to the Spirit of
God;
And the green grass and the flowers are signs of the
regeneration.

O thou Spirit of Truth, visit our minds once more,
Give us to read in letters of light the language celestial
Written all over the earth, written all over the sky --
Thus may we bring our hearts once more to know our
Creator,
Seeing in all things around, types of the Infinite Mind.






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