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God spake it out, I, God, am One;
The unheeding ages ran,
And baby-thoughts again, again,
Have dogged the growing man:
And as of old from Sinai's top
God said that God is One,
By Science strict so speaks He now
To tell us, There is None!
Earth goes by chemic forces; Heaven's
A Mécanique Celeste!
And heart and mind of human kind
A watch-work as the rest!
Is this a Voice, as was the Voice
Whose speaking spoke abroad,
When thunder pealed, and mountain reeled,
The ancient Truth of God?
Ah, not the Voice; 'tis but the cloud,
The cloud of darkness dense,
Where image none, nor e'er was seen
Similitude of sense.
'Tis but the cloudy darkness dense
That wrapt the Mount around;
With dull amaze the people stays,
And doubts the Coming Sound.
