12. If I were hungry, I would not tell thee. If the
Lord hungered for meat, he could provide for himself out of his own
possessions. Even under the grossest idea of God, faith in outward ceremonies
is ridiculous. Do men fancy that the Lord needs banners, and music, and
incense, and fine linen? If he did, the stars would emblazon his standard, the
winds and the waves become his orchestra, ten thousand times ten thousand
flowers would breathe forth perfume, the snow should be his alb, the rainbow
his girdle, the clouds of light his mantle. O fools and slow of heart, you
worship you know not what! For the world is mine, and the fulness thereof.
What can he need who is owner of all things and able to create as he wills?
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