from the pages of the scriptured

once i opened my eyes

i shook dogmatic slumber

i saw the forest through the lumber

i saw the use, i saw the labour

could place the mysteries into chambers

uncertained faded, curtained

traded by the worded

for the sameness of the herded

and blameless because we were sure

that God is Truth

and we know God

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