O, see, there are souls that have no glory, weeping beneath the mist of gloom.

Their power is faded, before the time of noon.

It is the creator that exalts things which are his own,

In temperaments and harmony within each of their own zone.

No soul shall be reinstated by its power and might alone.

[Pg 53]

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