Thine image, pattern-like that ever shin’d,
Light out of light, begotton not by will,
But nature, all and that same essence still
Which thou thyself....
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Of this light,
Eternal, double, kindled was thy spright
Eternally, who is with thee the same,
All-holy gift, ambassador, knot, flame.
Most sacred Triad! O most holy One!