Song 7

Updated: Sep 5

Notre Dame Cathedral Paris

…the pure Light-power in Sophia began singing praises. She praised my Light-power, which was a crown around her head, singing her praises thus:

‘The Light has become a crown around my head; and I shall not relinquish it, so that the emanations of Self-Willed [the demiurge] may not steal it from me.

And although all Matters be in turmoil, still I am not distressed.

And although all my Matters are destroyed and remain in Chaos,

those [Matters] which the emanations of Self-Willed saw, still I shall not be destroyed.

For the Light is with me, and I am myself with the Light.‘

Pistis Sophia; I:59. Hurtak and Hurtak, p. 275.

Recent Posts

See All

Doth not Wisdom cry aloud in the public places and Prudence put forth her voice in the books of the wise, saying: O ye men, to you I call, and my voice is to the sons of understanding? Understand, ye