Article January 1, 1903 Issue

Love all Excelling

K. B.

Oh! Divine Intelligent Love, we worship Thee, we praise Thee; Thou the Beauty of all that is beautiful; the purity of all that is pure; the one altogether lovely.

As we awake to spiritual consciousness, and escape from personal sense, we see and comprehend the beauties of Thy creation, and rising on the wings of divine Love, we enter into the secret of Thy presence.

What tongue can tell the glory? What song the wonders sing? Thy glories fit not language limits. Thy thoughts, too large for words, Thy love, too great for mortal span, Thy power, the All-in-all.

The light of Love which dawned in Eastern sky has brighter grown, and Love and light now span from east to west, and high above the clouds of sense our joy doth still increase, till all we say and all we do are echoes of Thy love.

Pure Love doth magnify itself, and every day it shines more bright, as hearts and minds unite in praise.

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