Beam

The Lord casts an ultralight beam. No man can ordinarily behold. A shine of his glory, brighter than the sun's beam. Read the poem below.

Beam

As clear as crystal

Retrospected rays fall

Casted upon the one that created all

Pure reflections formed

Covered in glearing light

Dispersed heavy and bright

His beauty in array

Padded in a gay shine

Displayed on the most high

All creation fall to the ground

No eye can look nigh

No feet can stand

Established in a sharp cast

His face behind the beam's mask

As his splendor is seen

His glory is revealed

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