{"collection":"chr","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/chr/sil/scw/scw11.htm","path":"chr/sil/scw/scw11.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/chr/sil/scw/scw11.htm","text":"261 (I. 193)\n THE CREATURE IS TRULY IN GOD\n| Rather in God than in itself The Creature hath its true abode: It perishes, yet evermore Abides eternally in God. | \n262 (II. 109)\n THE WORLD DOTH NOT PASS AWAY\n| The World doth pass away? Nay, the World stands its ground: What God destroys is but the night that wraps it round. | \n263 (I. 270)\n THE VOICE OF GOD\n| The Creatures are the utterance Of the Eternal Word\u2014now smooth It sings itself in gentleness, Now rings itself out loud in wrath. | \n264 (V. 5)\n ZERO, IF IT PRECEDES, IS NAUGHT\n| The Creature, which is nullity, Denoteth zero if it come In front of God\u2014placed after Him It giveth value to the Sum. | \n265 (I. 114)\n THE SUN IS ENOUGH\n| Superfluous to scan the sky, if shines the Sun on thee, Inquiring for the moon and stars of less degree. | \n266 (IV. 218)\n THE TOKEN OF THE BRIDE OF GOD\n| The Bride doth love the Bridegroom And loveth none beside: If thou hast other lovers, How canst thou be the Bride? | \n267 (II. 231)\n THE SUNFLOWER\n| Friend, marvel not that I behold Naught that my eyes can rest upon, For I must turn myself about And gaze all day upon my Sun. | \n268 (II. 114)\n CREATURES ARE GOOD\n| Dost thou complain that creatures thwart thy Godward road? How so? To me all creatures are a way to God. | \n269 (IV. 164)\n GOD'S COUNTERSIGN\n| I know God's countersign. His signature is writ In every creature, canst thou but interpret it. | \n270 (I. 275)\n MAN BRINGETH ALL INTO GOD\n| All things do love thee, Man, and thickly round thee throng: They run to thee because they would to God belong. | \n271 (II. 115)\n THE SPIRITUAL HUNT\n| Christian, the hounds will hunt thee well, both high and low, Wilt thou but willingly consent to be God's doe. | \n272 (V. 110)\n ALL CREATURES RUN AFTER THE CREATOR.\n| Who the Creator hath, all things run after him\u2014 Man, Angel, Sun and Moon, Air, Fire, Earth and Stream. | \n273 (II. 143)\n IN GOD ALL IS GOD\n| In God all things are God: one worm beneath the sod Ranks with a thousand worms equivalent in God. | \n274 (V. 61)\n EVERYTHING IS PERFECT\n| Naught is imperfect, Man. Pebble is analogue Of ruby, Seraph not more beautiful than frog. | \n275 (I. 269)\n ALL IS THE SAME TO GOD\n| God listeth to the croak of frogs as heedfully As to the meadow-lark's sweet-throated melody. | \n276 (V. 203)\n THE WORLDLING IS BLINDED\n| Open thine eyes and see! Heaven lieth all unfurled! Thou seest it not? Then art thou blind drunk with the World. | \n277 (IV. 160)\n GOD IS GLORIOUS EVERYWHERE\n| No motes of dust are so contemptible and small But that the Wise see God all glorious in them all. | \n278 (III. 172)\n THE FINEST IS THE COMMONEST\n| Things which are commonest are also the most fine: 'Tis evident in God and in His broad Sunshine. | \n279 (II. 198)\n GOD PLAYETH WITH THE CREATURE\n| All this is but a Game which God Fashioneth for Himself alone: He hath devised the World of Things Not for the Things' sake but His own. | \n280 (III. 216)\n GOD DOETH IT ALL HIMSELF\n| God, God is All, All utterly, The lute-strings tremble at His touch; 'Tis He that plays and sings in us\u2014 Is therefore thy performance much? | \n281 (IV. 71)\n HEAVEN ON EVERY SIDE.\n| All creatures live and move and have their being in God: Why must thou then needs ask which is the heavenward road? | \n282 (V. 224)\n TO THE DEAD ALL IS DEAD\n| If thou art dead, my Man, it needs must seem as though All creatures and the world itself were dead also. | \n283 (VI. 101)\n ALL GOES WHEN DESIRE GOES\n| Thy love and thy desire lend things their preciousness; Take these away, then things are mean and valueless. | \n284 (VI. 20)\n TEMPORAL THINGS ARE SMOKE\n| Things temporal are like a smoke. If thou dost let it blow about Within thy house, for sure 'twill bite The twain eyes of the spirit out. | \n285 (I. 282)\n THE BEST STATION IS IN GOD\n| To hear the Morning Stars praise God Is little profit to my ears If I am not yet lifted up To God above the Morning Stars. | \n286 (I. 289)\n WITHOUT WHY\n| The Rose because she is Rose Doth blossom, never asketh Why; She eyeth not herself, nor cares If she is seen of other eye. | \n287 (III. 98)\n NOT TO DISSEMBLE IS NOT TO SIN\n| What is it not to sin? There is no need to ponder, They'll tell you what it is\u2014the dumb flowers yonder. | \n288 (I. 290)\n LET GOD CARE\n| Who gives the lilics grace? the daffodils who reeds? Then, Christian, wherefore be so careful for thy needs? | \n289 (I. 127)\n ALL IS ALIKE TO GOD\n| All things are one thing unto God, He knoweth no diversity. Art thou in substance one with Him, So is He also with the fly. | \n290 (VI. 217)\n THE ANT'S MIND\n| To thee the World is very wide, A lump of earth is adamant, A molehill is a mountain range: The reason is\u2014thou art an ant. | \n291 (VI. 213)\n TO THE SMALL, EVERYTHING SMALL IS GREAT\n| Grow, Child, and become big! So long as thou art small, Things little in themselves will show as great and tall. | \n292 (IV. 30)\n GOD ABOVE ALL GIFTS\n| Oft have I prayed, \"O God, Thy gifts be given me!\" Yet knowest Thou, 'tis not Thy gifts I crave but Thee. Give me eternal Life\u2014give what Thou wilt\u2014give aught, Hast thou not given Thyself, still hast Thou given me naught. |","title":"XI NATURE","type":"page"}