The New Gospel

<p><em style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: initial;">O Supreme Light, that so high upliftest Thyself from moral conceptions, relend to my mind a little of what thou didst appear, and make my tongue so powerful that it may be able to leave one single spark of thy glory for the folk to come …&nbsp; O Abundant Grace, whereby I presumed to fix my look through the Eternal Light till that there I consummated the seeing!&nbsp; I saw that in its depth is enclosed, bound up with love in one volume, that which is dispersed in leaves through the universe. … One single moment only is greater oblivion for me than five-and-twenty centuries … Thus my mind, wholly rapt, was gazing fixed, motionless, and intent, and ever with gazing grew enkindled.&nbsp; In that Light one becomes such that it is impossible he should ever consent to turn himself from it for other sight; because the Good which is the object of the will is all collected in it, and outside of it that is defective which is perfect there.</em></p>