ABSTRACT

Whate’er befalls, and mirth, and tears, and piety, and thrift,And wish to give, and will to help,— all cometh of My gift!The Seven Chief Saints, the Elders Four, the Lordly Manus set-Sharing My work-to rule the worlds, these too did I beget;And Rishis, Pitris, Manus, all, by one thought of My mind;Thence did arise, to fill this world, the races of mankind ;Wherefrom who comprehends My Reign of mystic Majesty-That truth of truths-is thenceforth linked in faultless faith to M e:Yea! knowing Me the source of all, by Me all creatures wrought,The wise in spirit cleave to Me, into My Being brought;Hearts fixed on Me ; breaths breathed to Me ; praising Me, each to each,So have they happiness and peace, with pious thought and speech ;And unto these-thus serving well, thus loving ceaselessly-I give a mind of perfect mood, whereby they draw to M e ;And, all for love of them, within their darkened souls I dwell,And, with bright rays of wisdom’s lamp, their ignorance dispel.