O Concourse Of Priests! Leave The Bells, And Come
O CONCOURSE of priests! Leave the bells, and come forth, then, from your
churches. It behoveth you, in this day, to proclaim aloud the Most Great
Name among the nations. Prefer ye to be silent, whilst every stone and
every tree shouteth aloud: 'The Lord is come in His great glory!' ...He
that summoneth men in My name is, verily, of Me, and he will show forth
that which is beyond the power of all that are on earth... Let the Breeze
of God awaken you. Verily, it hath wafted over the world. Well is it with
him that hath discovered the fragrance thereof and been accounted among
the well-assured....
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