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He That Hath Ears

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'He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches.' - St. John the Divine.     The Spirit says unto the churches,          'Ere ever the churches began     I lived in the centre of Being -          The life of the Purpose and Plan;     I flowed from the mind of the Maker         Through nature to man.     'I sleep in the glow of the jewel,          I wake in the sap of the tree,     I stir in the beast of the forest,          I reason in man, and am free     To turn on the path of Ascension         To the god yet to be.     'I was, and I am, and I will be;          I live in each church and each faith     But yield to no bond and no fetter,          I animate all with my breath;     I speak through the voice of the living         And I speak after death.'     The Spirit says unto the churches,          'The dead are not gone, they are near     And my voice, when I will it, speaks through them,          Speaks through them in messages clear.     And he that hath ears, in the silence         May listen and hear.'     The Spirit says unto the churches,          'So many the feet that have trod     The road leading up into knowledge,          The steep narrow path has grown broad;     And the curtain held down by old dogmas         Is lifted by God.'

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"'He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches.' - St. John the Divine...."

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