„I entered into the secret closet of my soul,
led by thee; and this I could do because Thou wast my helper.
I entered, and beheld with the mysterious eye of my soul the Light that never changes, above the eye of my soul, above my intelligence.
It was not the common light which all flesh can see, nor was it greater yet of the same kind, as if the light of day were to grow brighter and brighter and flood all space.
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