From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust. God watches them play and forgets the priest.
People do not know what the name of God can do. Those who repeat it constantly alone know its power. It can purify your mind completely…
God has no marks, colour, caste, and no ancestors, no form, complexion, outline, costume and is indescribable. He is fearless, luminous and measureless in might. He is the king of kings, the Lord of the prophets. He is the sovereign of the universe, gods, men and demons. The woods and dales sing the indescribable. O Lord, none can tell Thy names. The wise count your blessings to coin your names.
God created man incorruptible, and made him in the image of his own nature, but through the devil’s envy, death came into the world.
