68: O Weed That Springeth Out Of Dust! Wherefore Have Not These Soiled Hands Of Thine





O WEED THAT SPRINGETH OUT OF DUST! Wherefore have not these soiled hands

of thine touched first thine own garment, and why with thine heart defiled

with desire and passion dost thou seek to commune with Me and to enter My

sacred realm? Far, far are ye from that which ye desire.





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