Flitch (AS) – Filiação
terça-feira 20 de setembro de 2022
167 (V. 250)
THE SPIRITUAL AND ETERNAL BIRTH ARE ONE
|The Spiritual Birth within my soul is one|
With that whereby the Father doth beget the Son.
168 (VI. 132)
GOD ’S SOLE FELICITY
|There’s joy in giving birth. God’s sole Felicity|
Is that He bringeth forth His Son eternally.
169 (III. 175)
WHAT GOD WROUGHT FROM ETERNITY
|What was God’s deed, ere Time began,|
Established on His ageless throne?
He loved Himself, and thus He wrought
The generation of His Son.
170 (I. 201)
WHY IS GOD BORN?
|O Mystery! God’s lost Himself, and therefore He,|
To find Himself again, would be new-born in Me.
171 (I. 135)
WITH GOD IS ONLY HIS SON
|Man, be thou born of God! for standeth by His Throne|
His own begotten Son—and other standeth none.
172 (II. 102)
THE EXTERNAL COMFORTETH ME NOT
|’Hail Mary!’ so thou greetedst Her:|
Yet, Gabriel, what doth this avail
To me, unless thou likewise come
And greet me with the self-same ’Hail!’
173 (VI. 134)
TO BE BORN OF GOD IS TO BE WHOLLY GOD
|God doth engender naught but God.|
If He engender thee, His Son,
Then thou becomest God in God,
And Lord upon the Lord God’s throne.
174 (I. 17)
A CHRISTIAN IS GOD’S SON
|I also am God’s Son. I sit beside His knee.|
His Spirit , Flesh and Blood are known to Him in me.
175 (III. 4)
|When God became a man, swaddled in straw He lay—|
Alas, that I have never been that straw and bay!
176 (II. 53)
THOU ONLY ART WANTING
|Could but my heart become a manger, God would then|
Become a Child upon the earth yet once again.
177 (V. 9)
EVERYONE MUST BE CHRIST
|The true-born Son of God is Christ and Christ alone,|
Yet must each Christian be this Christ, this selfsame Son.
178 (I. 208)
|Too much is never good. I hate all Gluttonies—|
Yet wish I were as full of God as Jesus is!
179 (VI. 236)
NAUGHT IS HIGHER THAN TO BE GOD’S SON
|God’s Son is God with God, rules from the selfsame Throne:|
Naught standeth higher than I, if I am this same Son.
180 (IV. 49)
THE SPLENDOUR OF CHRIST IN THIS WORLD
|The Sceptre is a reed; a branch of thorns the Crown;|
Nails are Regalia; a deadly Cross the Throne;
The Purple Robe is blood; Bodyguard, murderers;
Hangmen and the dastard crowd, the train of Courtiers;
The Wine is bitter gall; the Music, mocking mirth:
Such the Magnificence of our Lord God on earth.
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