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VOL. II, 15
THE TWO RECORDING ANGELS ASCENDING
God sent his messenger the rain,
God sent his messenger of faith,
O beauty of holiness, Of self-forgetfulness, of lowliness IO power of meekness,
Whose very gentleness and weakness
Are like the yielding, but irresistible air. Upon the pages
Of the sealed volume that I bear,
The deed divine
Is written in characters of gold,
That never shall grow old,
But through all ages
Burn and shine,
With soft effulgence!
THE ANGEL OF EVIL DEEDS, With Open book.
Not yet, not yet Is the red sun wholly set, But evermore recedes, While open still I bear The Book of Evil Deeds, To let the breathings of the upper air Visit its pages and erase The records from its face!Fainter and fainter as I gaze In the broad blaze The glimmering landscape shines, And below me the black river Is hidden by wreaths of vapor!Fainter and fainter the black lines Begin to quiver
Along the whitening surface of the paper;Shade after shade
The terrible words grow faint and fade, And in their place
Runs a white space!
Down goes the sun
But the soul of one,
Who by repentance
Has escaped the dreadful sentence,
Shines bright below me as I look.
It is the end!
With closed Book
To God do I ascend.
Lo! over the mountain steeps
A blackness inwardly brightening With sullen heat,
As a storm-cloud lurid with lightning. And a cry of lamentation, Repeated and again repeated, Deep and loud As the reverberation
Of cloud answering unto cloud,
Swells and rolls away in the distance,
As if the sheeted
Baffled and thwarted by the wind's resistance.
It is Lucifer, The son of mystery;And since God suffers him to be, He, too, is God's minister, And labors for some good
Bv us not understood!