261 (I. 193)
THE CREATURE IS TRULY IN GOD
| Rather in God than in itself The Creature hath its true abode: It perishes, yet evermore Abides eternally in God. |
262 (II. 109)
THE WORLD DOTH NOT PASS AWAY
| The World doth pass away? Nay, the World stands its ground: What God destroys is but the night that wraps it round. |
263 (I. 270)
THE VOICE OF GOD
| The Creatures are the utterance Of the Eternal Word—now smooth It sings itself in gentleness, Now rings itself out loud in wrath. |
264 (V. 5)
ZERO, IF IT PRECEDES, IS NAUGHT
| The Creature, which is nullity, Denoteth zero if it come In front of God—placed after Him It giveth value to the Sum. |
265 (I. 114)
THE SUN IS ENOUGH
| Superfluous to scan the sky, if shines the Sun on thee, Inquiring for the moon and stars of less degree. |
266 (IV. 218)
THE TOKEN OF THE BRIDE OF GOD
| The Bride doth love the Bridegroom And loveth none beside: If thou hast other lovers, How canst thou be the Bride? |
267 (II. 231)
THE SUNFLOWER
| 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. |
268 (II. 114)
CREATURES ARE GOOD
| Dost thou complain that creatures thwart thy Godward road? How so? To me all creatures are a way to God. |
269 (IV. 164)
GOD'S COUNTERSIGN
| I know God's countersign. His signature is writ In every creature, canst thou but interpret it. |
270 (I. 275)
MAN BRINGETH ALL INTO GOD
| All things do love thee, Man, and thickly round thee throng: They run to thee because they would to God belong. |
271 (II. 115)
THE SPIRITUAL HUNT
| Christian, the hounds will hunt thee well, both high and low, Wilt thou but willingly consent to be God's doe. |
272 (V. 110)
ALL CREATURES RUN AFTER THE CREATOR.
| Who the Creator hath, all things run after him— Man, Angel, Sun and Moon, Air, Fire, Earth and Stream. |
273 (II. 143)
IN GOD ALL IS GOD
| In God all things are God: one worm beneath the sod Ranks with a thousand worms equivalent in God. |
274 (V. 61)
EVERYTHING IS PERFECT
| Naught is imperfect, Man. Pebble is analogue Of ruby, Seraph not more beautiful than frog. |
275 (I. 269)
ALL IS THE SAME TO GOD
| God listeth to the croak of frogs as heedfully As to the meadow-lark's sweet-throated melody. |
276 (V. 203)
THE WORLDLING IS BLINDED
| Open thine eyes and see! Heaven lieth all unfurled! Thou seest it not? Then art thou blind drunk with the World. |
277 (IV. 160)
GOD IS GLORIOUS EVERYWHERE
| No motes of dust are so contemptible and small But that the Wise see God all glorious in them all. |
278 (III. 172)
THE FINEST IS THE COMMONEST
| Things which are commonest are also the most fine: 'Tis evident in God and in His broad Sunshine. |
279 (II. 198)
GOD PLAYETH WITH THE CREATURE
| 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. |
280 (III. 216)
GOD DOETH IT ALL HIMSELF
| God, God is All, All utterly, The lute-strings tremble at His touch; 'Tis He that plays and sings in us— Is therefore thy performance much? |
281 (IV. 71)
HEAVEN ON EVERY SIDE.
| All creatures live and move and have their being in God: Why must thou then needs ask which is the heavenward road? |
282 (V. 224)
TO THE DEAD ALL IS DEAD
| If thou art dead, my Man, it needs must seem as though All creatures and the world itself were dead also. |
283 (VI. 101)
ALL GOES WHEN DESIRE GOES
| Thy love and thy desire lend things their preciousness; Take these away, then things are mean and valueless. |
284 (VI. 20)
TEMPORAL THINGS ARE SMOKE
| 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. |
285 (I. 282)
THE BEST STATION IS IN GOD
| 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. |
286 (I. 289)
WITHOUT WHY
| The Rose because she is Rose Doth blossom, never asketh Why; She eyeth not herself, nor cares If she is seen of other eye. |
287 (III. 98)
NOT TO DISSEMBLE IS NOT TO SIN
| What is it not to sin? There is no need to ponder, They'll tell you what it is—the dumb flowers yonder. |
288 (I. 290)
LET GOD CARE
| Who gives the lilics grace? the daffodils who reeds? Then, Christian, wherefore be so careful for thy needs? |
289 (I. 127)
ALL IS ALIKE TO GOD
| 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. |
290 (VI. 217)
THE ANT'S MIND
| To thee the World is very wide, A lump of earth is adamant, A molehill is a mountain range: The reason is—thou art an ant. |
291 (VI. 213)
TO THE SMALL, EVERYTHING SMALL IS GREAT
| Grow, Child, and become big! So long as thou art small, Things little in themselves will show as great and tall. |
292 (IV. 30)
GOD ABOVE ALL GIFTS
| 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—give what Thou wilt—give aught, Hast thou not given Thyself, still hast Thou given me naught. |