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By whose behest is sunshine led to warm my upturned face?
My eyes are closed in evening sleep, by what forebearing grace?
The massive ocean's mighty tide with breakers in its care,
The snow that mantles mountain steep, the gorge-why is it there?
The days, the years in cadence sure course through the mist called time.
Why am I sure a towering will guides with a hand sublime?
Why do I surely also know that all perceive the same?
That everyone in all the earth knows of a heavenly frame?
For in the heart of all mankind a knowledge firmly lives.
A voice that says "Believe, believe" a mind that knowledge gives,
A soul like ours that waits for us beyond the evening shade;
Who in the meantime shows Himself through all that He has made.
How do I know His tender love upon me is outpoured?
He in His Word presents Himself as living, loving Lord.
Who in creation shows His power and on the cross His love,
So we can step through nature's veil with Him to dwell above.
Weep then for those who know Him not, who by their choice are
Whom caring nature's open door they cannot, will not find.
Rejoice with those who in a rose their great Creator see,
Who finding Him who made the rose are blest eternally.
— Dave Breese
— Rays from the Rose Cross Magazine, March/April, 1996
Contemporary Mystic Christianity
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