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Leave this chanting, and singing and telling of beads! Whom dost thon worship in this lonely dark corner of a temfale with doors all that Just open the thine eyes and see thy God is not belore thee! He is there where the tiller is tilling the hard ground and where the path-maker is breaking stones , He is with them in sunaudin shower and his garment is covered with duet. Put off thy holy mantle and even like himn come down on the Braty coil! Deliverence, Where is this deliverence to be found? Our haster himself has taken upon him the hounds of creation, he is bound with us all for ever. Come out oy they meditationo and leave thy flowers and incense aside! What harm is there if they clothes become tuttered and stained? meet him and stand by him in toil and in sweat of thy brow. 29