I call thee not infinite love,
For unbeloved vast millions go;
Nor Infinite, Eternal Truth,
Since half our faiths of falsehoods flow.
I call Thee not Omnipotence,
Who still let degradation be;
Nor yet Omniscience—else Thine eyes
Most vainly see!
I call Thee not Divine—if so,
I must bow down to Thee in awe;
Nor unrelenting Fate—nor more
Relentless Law.
I call Thee but the World's Great Life
Who art myself, and fight with me
The spirit-ward, immortal strife
For what should be.
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