“Now a word was secretly brought to me, And my ear received a whisper of it.
Indeed these are the mere edges of His ways, And how small a whisper we hear of Him! But the thunder of His power who can understand?”
For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known.
God has spoken once, Twice I have heard this: That power belongs to God.
In a dream, in a vision of the night, When deep sleep falls upon men, While slumbering on their beds,
“Behold, my eye has seen all this, My ear has heard and understood it.