3 And then the guide took chains and bound him hand and foot; and then cast him into a den of hungry beasts, of unclean birds, and creeping things.
4 The den was dark as night; the wild beasts howled; the birds in fury screamed; the reptiles hissed.
5 And Jesus said, Who was it that did bind me thus? Why did I meekly sit to be bound down with chains?
6 I tell you, none has power to bind a human soul. Of what are fetters made?
7 And in his might he rose, and what he thought were chains were only worthless cords that parted at his touch.
8 And then he laughed and said, The chains that bind men to the carcasses of earth are forged in fancy’s shop; are made of air, and welded in illusion’s fires.
9 If man will stand erect, and use the power of will, his chains will fall, like worthless rags; for will and faith are stronger than the stoutest chains that men have ever made.
10 And Jesus stood erect among the hungry beasts, and birds, and said, What is this darkness that envelops me?
11 ’Tis but the absence of the light. And what is light? ’Tis but the breath of God vibrating in the rythm of rapid thought.
12 And then he said, Let there be light; and with a mighty will he stirred the ethers up, and their vibrations reached the plane of light; and there was light.