SONGS OF THE SOUL
All high-abode and all encircling spheres,
Directions all, and earthly sods,
By Thee pervaded, far and near,
The worldly beings, struck by fear,
Thy wondrous form adore.
In Thee the gods their entry make
With folded hands, afraid, some pray to shelter
take
In Thee. The seers great, on Heaven’s path
successful ones,
With superb hymns of peace do worship Thee and
Thee alone.
The eleven lamps of Heaven,
The twelve bright suns,
The grizzly Eight,
The starry lustres great,
Aspiring hermits, gods,
The agents of the Cosmic Lord,
The twin-born princes strong,
Of valor known so long,
Two-score and nine noil breezes’ force,
Directions all, and earthly sods,
By Thee pervaded, far and near,
The worldly beings, struck by fear,
Thy wondrous form adore.
In Thee the gods their entry make
With folded hands, afraid, some pray to shelter
take
In Thee. The seers great, on Heaven’s path
successful ones,
With superb hymns of peace do worship Thee and
Thee alone.
The eleven lamps of Heaven,
The twelve bright suns,
The grizzly Eight,
The starry lustres great,
Aspiring hermits, gods,
The agents of the Cosmic Lord,
The twin-born princes strong,
Of valor known so long,
Two-score and nine noil breezes’ force,
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