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Down through the spheres that chant the Name of One
 Who is the Law of Beauty and of Light
 He came, and as He came the waiting Night
Shook with the gladness of a Day begun;
And as He came, He said:  Thy Will Be Done
 On Earth; and all His vibrant Words were white
 And glistering with silver, and their might
Was of the glory of a rising sun.

Unto the Stars sang out His Living Words
 White and with silver, and their rhythmic sound
  Was as a mighty symphony unfurled;
And back from out the Stars like homing birds
 They fell in love upon the sleeping ground
  And were forever in a wakened world.