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On the Trinity

A POEM

By Sallie Odum | September 1984

When time was yet unmade nor seasons wrought,

Beginning’s birth unborn and unbegun,

Then God’s begotten, uncreated Son,

Unfleshed, unspoken Word, eternal thought,

In-being one within the Father, sought

To see the Father’s face and it was done;

And such the love when One looked upon One,

The wholeness of their love Another brought.

 

Proceeding unpreceded, utter Love,

The Lord of life, dwelt always, never less,

Between, into, within, throughout, among

The total One-ness, being not above

And not beneath, alike within Three-ness:

Infinity, thrice infinite, is One.

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