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From the Father's vast tranquillity,
In light coequal glowing, The kingly corisubstantial Word
Is unutterably flowing.
For ever climbs that Morning Star Without ascent or motion ;
For ever is its daybreak shed On the Spirit's boundless ocean.
O Word! who fitly can adore Thy Birth and Thy Relation,
Lost in the impenetrable light Of Thine awful Generation?
Thy Father clasps Thee evermore
In unspeakable embraces, While the angels tremble as they prai
And shroud their dazzled faces.
And oh ! in what abyss of love,
So fiery yet so tender, The Holy Ghost encircles Thee
With His uncreated splendor!
O Word! O dear and gentle Word!
Thy creatures kneel before Thee, And in ecstasies of timid love
Delightedly adore Thee.