1.
A Creedless love that knows no clan,
No caste, no class, no cult but man,
That deems today and now and here
Are voice and vision of the seer,
That through this lifted human clod
The inflow of the breath of God
Still sheds it apostolic pow’rs,
Such faith, such hope, such love be ours.
2.
We think man climbs an endless slope
Tow’rd farseen table-lands of hope;
That he through filth and shame of sin
Still seeks the God who speaks within;
That all the years since time began
Work the eternal Rise of Man,
And all the days that time shall see
Tend tow’rd the Eden yet to be.
3.
Too long our music hung’ring heeds
Have heard the iron clash of creeds;
The creedless love that knows no clan,
No caste, no class, no cult but man,
Shall onward move as moves the sun,
And blends all hearts and faiths in one;
Such love with all its quickening pow’rs,
Such love to God and man be ours.
A Mazdaznan song from the "Avesta in Song"
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