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the rustling leaves of the Tree--which flourisheth
in that City. With both his inner and his outer ear
he will hear from its dust the hymns of glory and
praise ascending unto the Lord of Lords, and with
his inner eye will he discover the mysteries of "return"
and "revival." How unspeakably glorious
are the signs, the tokens, the revelations, and splendours
which He Who is the King of names and attributes
hath destined for that City! The attainment
of this City quencheth thirst without water,
and kindleth the love of God without fire. Within
every blade of grass are enshrined the mysteries
of an inscrutable wisdom, and upon every rose-bush
a myriad nightingales pour out, in blissful
rapture, their melody. Its wondrous tulips unfold
the mystery of the undying Fire in the Burning
Bush, and its sweet savours of holiness breathe
the perfume of the Messianic Spirit. It bestoweth
wealth without gold, and conferreth immortality
without death. In every leaf ineffable delights are
treasured, and within every chamber unnumbered
mysteries lie hidden.
They that valiantly labour in quest of God's will,
when once they have renounced all else but Him,
will be so attached and wedded to that City that a
