CHAPTER XVI.

A PRAYER FROM MADAM EHRENBORG.

Jan. 26, 1882. And the following came on the slate, which I then copied

word for word, and herewith reproduce _verbatim et literatum_:

"My dear old friend. According to promise I am here, and I will endeavor

to write you a prayer:

"Oh, thou Infinite Spirit of Truth, soul of all things, we humbly approach

Thee at this hour. We know our praises can not exalt Thee for Thou art

already infinitely exalted. We know how vain are our adulations of Thee,

and that we can not change or make Thee other than what Thou art, a being

permeating all things, ever pure and changeless. We know Thou hast existed

in all the past, and for Thee and Thine there is no ending in all the

measureless immensity of future time. Thou art infinite and perfect in all

Thy great attributes of love, wisdom, and power, the true and everlasting

trinity. We know we serve Thee best when we seek and labor for the good of

Thy children, whether they be in realms of spirit being or in mortal life.

We feel the inspiration of Thy words--'Do good to all'--wafted to our

anxious ears on every breeze, and we bow in reverence before the eternal

words written on all the works of Thy mighty creation, 'Love one another

even as I love all.' We look not for Thee in temples of human

construction, or in buildings vainly dedicated to Thy worship, but we

discover Thee in all that Thou hast brought into being by the creative

energies of Thy almighty power. We hear Thy majestic voice in the mighty

roar of old ocean and in the gentle murmurings of the brooklet. We hear

Thy voice in the thunderings of the storm king and in the soft whisperings

of the zephyrs. We behold Thee in the stately form of the oak and in the

sweet blossoming and blooming flowers. Wherever we go, wherever we look,

and in whatever we behold there Thou art ever present. Oh, Thou mighty

master spirit of the universe, bless Thy children every-where. Strengthen

Thy messengers, ministering spirits from the land immortal, to teach those

still in the bonds of the flesh the sublime and eternal truths of

immortality. May Thy children in mortal learn that wisdom which teaches

righteous living, heroic dying, life-unending and eternal progression.

Shower divine blessings on this aged brother who is seeking to know of

Thee through Thy ministering angels. Strengthen his faith, increase his

knowledge, cheer his heart, and as he nears the end of the journey of

mortal life fill his soul with that joy that can only be bestowed by the

spirits of dear ones who have passed to the better land. Bless, oh Father,

this noble medium, a chosen instrument of the spirit world, through whom

to transmit messages of love. Bless all such instruments. Encourage and

invest with continually increasing powers this noble band of spirits, and

enable them through their chosen and beloved medium to bless and cheer the

hearts of many by the impartation of light divine, and may that light

radiate through their souls as the sunbeams descending from the golden

orb of day illuminates the physical world. Accept, oh Lord, from the

fulness of our souls this our earnest prayer. Amen."

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