"A God whose glory is intelligence, A God whose knowledge gives omnipotence, Who makes, maintains, redeems, and glorifies, Bending to lift the lowliest to the skies, By triple lever, by the mystic birth, By Three in heaven, the typed of three on earth: Water, that signifies obedience, 2130 Sure test of faith, true sign of penitence; Spirit whereby the flesh is justified, And blood, whereby the soul is sanctified;-- Lifting by these, but not by these alone, By every word from Him upon the Throne, Spirit 'mid spirits, most intelligent[14], Wherefore their Sovereign Sire benevolent, Giver of life and light whereby the rest Press on and on till all things are possessed. "Intelligence, eternal[15], uncreate, 2140 Though God-begotten in the spirit state, Where all creations see maturity, Ere launched as souls upon the mortal sea, To prove their worth, make choice 'twixt wrong and right, And walk by faith as erst they walked by sight; As free to sound the gulf as soar the height. "Man a divinity in embryo, Who, ere he reign above, must serve below; His spirit in earth element baptize, For birth and death are baptism[16] to the wise. 2150 The space that parts the lower from the higher, Spanned by development of son to Sire, Of daughter unto Mother's high estate, Where man and woman are inseparate. "Time a probation; earth, through time, a school, Where justice reigns, though oft the unjust rule. Pain, trouble, toil, preceptors of the soul; Death, birth, but portals to and from life's goal-- Life's fount, where all as infant spirits sprang, And sons of God in countless chorus sang, 2160 Unheeding earthly sorrow[17]--parent pang Of after joy, o'er which their triumph rang. "The fall, whereby the worlds are put in pawn, And held in durance till redemption dawn, A plan divine that changeth part to whole, Immortal spirit to immortal soul. "Second estate[18] here interlinked with first, For godliness where spirit life was nurst, And Satan's rebel host, heaven's third, were sent To unentabernacled banishment; 2170 Tempters, beguilers, triers of the true, Who now reap greater gain, or sadly rue The loss of all, surrendering to him Who warreth endlessly 'gainst Elohim, And, shorn of glory, would all light bedim; Where many, wrecked, to awful depths go down, While few return to wear the waiting crown, Reigning where others serve. "Each woe, each bliss, In after worlds, the yield of life in this; 2180 Here garnered are the fruits from fields of yore, And sown the harvest of the evermore. "The called are not the chosen past mischance; The sanctified to glorified advance, And stewardship becomes inheritance. Redemption free, for God hath paid the price; All else man wins by toil and sacrifice.