June 9 (Air) Liber LXV, Cap II, v. 63-65

[GabrielO]

**63. Let darkness cover up the writing! Let the scribe depart among his ways.
64. But thou and I are stretched at our ease among the vines; what is he?
65. O Thou beloved One! is there not an end? Nay, but there is an end. Awake! arise! gird up thy limbs, O thou runner; bear thou the Word unto the mighty cities, yea, unto the mighty cities.
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[Anonymous]

V. 65 is inspiring. A fitting ending to this beautiful chapter.