Suddenly HE lifted himself up to die:-- "Soul of all things, oh my God, thou whom I love for Thyself! Thou, Judge and Father, receive a love which has no limit.

Give me of thine essence and thy faculties that I be wholly thine! Take me, that I no longer be myself! Am I not purified?
then cast me back into the furnace! If I be not yet proved in the fire, make me some nurturing ploughshare, or the Sword of victory! Grant me a glorious martyrdom in which to proclaim thy Word! Rejected, I will bless thy justice.

But if excess of love may win in a moment that which hard and patient labor cannot attain, then bear me upward in thy chariot of fire! Grant me triumph, or further trial, still will I bless thee! To suffer for thee, is not that to triumph?
Take me, seize me, bear me away! nay, if thou wilt, reject me! Thou art He who can do no evil.

Ah!" he cried, after a pause, "the bonds are breaking.
"Spirits of the pure, ye sacred flock, come forth from the hidden places, come on the surface of the luminous waves! The hour now is; come, assemble! Let us sing at the gates of the Sanctuary; our songs shall drive away the final clouds.

With one accord let us hail the Dawn of the Eternal Day.