The Symbolism of the Prophets
“Hear it proclaimed in ringing joy;
The faithful voices of my prophets.
They proclaim My Son a boy;
A man walking upon the earth.
I have heard the plea from Isaiah,
And sent promise of a Jesse Root.
For David was a seed of Jesse,
And Thee a David-Lineage Shoot.
I sent him comfort of eternity;
A glimpse of peace heavenly,
Where the lion snuggles with the lamb;
The leopard reposes beside the kid;
No child fears the cobra’s sting,
And the youngest child leads amid.

The Symbolism of Elijah and Elisha
“Elijah, rise as greater prophet.
I have worthy task for thee.
Prophesy to murderous Ahab,
Israel’s hateful royalty.
Prophesy the rain to cease-fall;
Prophesy a drought in time
Until thou may pray in earnest
Again, before this king of crime.
Wither doth thou flee, Elijah?
Why such terror of mankind?
Did not I send thee in safety
To prophesy to royal mind?
Thy life is sought by evil orders;
Lies thee down in deep despair
And wishes death! O My Elijah,
Why pray thee that I kill thee there?
“Let me die!” Thou weeps in pity,
“I am alone! I am undone!”
But, Elijah, I Am with thee!
Rise, My broken-hearted son.
“Angel, wake him and admonish
That I will not let him pine
In worthless pity; selfish sorrow –
He has done the Will of Mine.
“Ravens! Be a source to nourish:
Bring him bread and meat in beak.
Do not eat this food as nature –
Take it to him by the creek.
“Elijah, thou art not alone!
Other prophets I have saved.
And thou wilt find a companion –
Elisha – who the Spirit craved.
When thy tasks are over; ended,
I shall bear thee upward; home.
In a blazing chariot, golden,
I shall bid thee upward come.
Yet thy servant’s plea arises;
Elisha will thy mantle wear.
Throw it o’er him, and so promise
That he will the Spirit share.
But a double-portion asks he.
What a blessed wish, indeed!
A double-clothing of My Spirit
Begged in humble spirit-need.
Yea, Elijah, bid him farewell
And upward rise in chariot-fire.
This Elisha sees, and realises
I approve what he desires.
Spirit, fall a double-portion!
Elisha, wear the mantle well.
My Son shall come forth from the Nation
That thou serves to keep from hell.


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