love. . . . Thus may a man walk up and down the
world as in a garden of spices, and suck a Divine
sweetness out of every flower. There is a twofold
meaning in every creature, a literal and a mystical,
and the one is but the ground of the other; and as the
Jews say of their law, so a good man says of every-
thing that his senses offer to him -- it speaks to his
lower part, but it points out something above to his
mind and spirit. It is the drowsy and muddy spirit of
superstition which is fain to set some idol at its elbow,
something that may jog it and put it in mind of God.
Whereas true religion never finds itself out of the
infinite sphere of the Divinity . . . it beholds itself
everywhere in the midst of that glorious unbounded
Being who is indivisibly everywhere. A good man
finds every place he treads upon holy ground; to him
the world is God's temple; he is ready to say with
Jacob, "How dreadful is this place! this is none other
than the house of God, this is the gate of heaven."

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