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SONGS OF THE SOUL
God of fire is now singing,
Om,—Om—his harp is ringing;
God of prana[1] is now sounding,
Wondrous bell of soul resounding.
Om,—Om—his harp is ringing;
God of prana[1] is now sounding,
Wondrous bell of soul resounding.
Upward climb the living tree,[2]
Hear the sound of ethereal sea;
Marching mind doth homeward hie
To join the Christmas Symphony.
Hear the sound of ethereal sea;
Marching mind doth homeward hie
To join the Christmas Symphony.
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