That holy thing that inner sanctorum
that holy thing in whose presence we tremble shudder quake and cry with rhapsodic joy
that holy thing with awefullness we gaze at its dazzling beatitude
quiver with spasms of tremulous delight
we sigh with fascination on its sight we cry with superplus of joy at the engulphing irradiation of that over-bounding ineffable thing that holy thing at which we burst into rippling waves of exhilaration to sigh to cry out with rhapsodic delight in the presence of that ineffable holy wholly other thing