The Diary of an Old soul by George MacDonald
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In whom alone the would be and the is are met.
19. Me thou hast given an infinite unrest, A hunger--not at first after known good, But something vague I knew not, and yet would-- The veiled Isis, thy will not understood; A conscience tossing ever in my breast; And something deeper, that will not be expressed, Save as the Spirit thinking in the Spirit's brood. 20. But now the Spirit and I are one in this-- My hunger now is after righteousness; My spirit hopes in God to set me free >From the low self loathed of the higher me. Great elder brother of my second birth, Dear o'er all names but one, in heaven or earth, Teach me all day to love eternally. 21. Lo, Lord, thou know'st, I would not anything That in the heart of God holds not its root; Nor falsely deem there is any life at all That doth in him nor sleep nor shine nor sing; I know the plants that bear the noisome fruit Of burning and of ashes and of gall-- |
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