<h2><SPAN name="page152"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>THE NAMELESS</h2>
<p class="poetry">Unnumbered gods may unremembered die;<br/>
A thousand creeds may perish and pass by;<br/>
Yet do I lift mine eyes to ONE on high.</p>
<p class="poetry">Unnamed be HE from whom creation came;<br/>
There is no word whereby to speak His name<br/>
But petty men have mouthed it into shame.</p>
<p class="poetry">I lift mine eyes, and with a river’s
force<br/>
My love’s full tide goes sweeping on its course<br/>
To that supreme and all-embracing Source.</p>
<p class="poetry">Then back through all those thirsting channels
roll<br/>
The mighty billows of the Over Soul.<br/>
And I am He, the portion and the Whole.</p>
<p class="poetry">As little streams before the flood-tide
flee,<br/>
As rivers vanish to become the sea,<br/>
The I exists no more, for I AM HE.</p>
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