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| Marcus - God In Man |
| Friday, August 26, 1927 |
| 0 weary son of sorrow great! How apt art thou to bow and grieve, And count all things thy solemn fate, As if thou canst not self retrieve! May I not tell the story true Of that Eternal Force that is- The Force that makes the world and you; The Force that rules and ever lives? Thou art the living force in part, The Spirit of the Mighty I; The God of Heaven and your heart Is Spirit that can never die. You're what you are in heart and mind, Because you will it so to be; The man who tries himself to find, Is light to all, and great is he. In each and every one is God, In everything atomic life; There is no death beneath the sod, This fact, not knowing, brings the strife. |
| RastafarI |
| Haile Selassie I |
