I ask a very simple thing of all mankind…

to find in one another mutual love and acceptance.

Unifaith’s Modern Scripture Excerpts

Learn more about the history of Sari Bat Ya and the Unifaith belief with our Introduction or a full text of the Revelation.

The Light

 

…The Light above all lights

Is the Light of the Mind kindled by the Word,

And rising up to a searing flame

Reaching always to the Light Everlasting.

Thus, shall the Light

Flood into the darkened corners of the minds,

So that the forlorn and the lost are uplifted.

Bring unto Me those lost souls,

Who seek the Light,

And the secrets thereof.

Rich are you in God.

Enviable are those

In whom He abounds.

Beauty upon beauty

In those grown old in wisdom;

Grace upon grace

In those grown old in love;

Riches upon riches

Upon those grown old in sharing;

Blessings upon blessings

Upon those grown old in God.

Excerpt from Passage Thirty-Six


Devotion

 

In your devotion to Me, in your services to Me,

In your giving to Me, in your living for Me,

In your being for Me, in your seeing for Me,

In your hearing for Me, in your calling to Me,

In your humility to My Being, I say you this:

As you do be,

All that I have ordained shall come to pass

In a great and glorious abundance in all things.

Speak My Name and I am with you.

Go you forth in My Image.

I say to you, and to all others after you,

That if you love one another

In truth, in peace, and in prosperity,

Man shall find no lack.

I say you,

Share your blessed awareness

Of My Being with all.

Be of gentle mien.

Be of greatest dignity.

Be joyful in your loving kindness unto others.

And above all, remember your purpose.

The more you devote to Me, the more do I bless.

And so shall you prosper,

And so shall you know the peace

That only I, the Divine of all beings, do grant.

Excerpt from Passage One Hundred Fifty-Three


The Towering Oak

 

The Towering Oak do reach for heaven.

The Towering Oak do spread the branches.

The Towering Oak do be in bud.

The Towering Oak will spread the shade

And hide you when the enemy do be nigh.

The Towering Oak will bear an acorn.

And when the acorn do fall into the ground,

Then shall there spring forth,

Yet another Oak to Tower.

The Towering Oak do be old, indeed.

The young oak that do grow from the acorn

To tower eventually,

Must needs put down its roots well,

Before it can rise up to gather any back.

The Old Oak do be gnarled and worn,

And they have cut into the side and wounded Her.

And still do She grow, and still do the buds appear.

And no matter how deep they cut,

She will continue to grow and to bear.

And even when Her time be done,

The Sapling will rise strong and tall,

And so She do continue.

Be aware!

Be aware of that Great Tree.

Gaze you well,

And find upon the deepening gaze

The meaning thereof.

 …

Excerpt from Passage One Hundred Forty-Six


I Do Give You

 

I do give you My Strength.

I do give you My Love.

I do give you My Sanctuary.

I do give you My World.

I do give you My Heaven.

I do give you My Earth.

I do give you My Seas.

I do give you My Sunsets.

I do give you My Dawns.

I do give you My Stars.

I do give you My Mountains.

I do give you My Deserts.

I do give you your feast.

I do give you your famine.

I do give you your rich.

I do give you your poor.

I do give you your well.

I do give you your blind.

I do give you your seeing.

I do give you your life.

I do give you your being.

I do give you your all.

What give you to Me?

Excerpt from Passage Sixty-Nine


Vanity

 

Vanity has not face; neither has it eyes.

It has not mouth; neither has it tongue.

It has not ear; neither does it hearken.

All is vanity,

And the emptiness of the wind in the hollow.

Vanity has not time; neither has it tolerance.

Vanity knows not pain; neither does it sorrow.

All things are vain,

And but emptiness of the wind in the hollow.

Vanity knows not greed; neither does it hunger.

Vanity knows not power; neither does it care.

All things be vanity,

And the emptiness of the wind in the hollow.

Vanity knows not might; neither is it men.

Vanity is not war; neither is it peace.

For all is vanity,

And the emptiness of the wind in the hollow.

 …

Excerpt from Passage One Hundred-Seven


The Old Oak

 

The old Oak did drop an acorn,

And the old Oak grows new bark.

And though the leaves may fall

And the tree be bare, it matters not,

For ‘tis preparing

For the comforting warmth of the snow,

And the purity enveloping it

And surrounding it.

And when the snow does melt,

Then will come the tender shoots.

One by one will they appear,

Until the old Oak with her new bark

Stands in majestic and glorious beauty

To provide the shade

Against the warm rays of the sun,

Ever raising her arms to her Creator.

 …

Excerpt from Passage Fifty-Three


I Do Be the Power

 

I do be the Power.  I do be the Might.

I do be the Day, as I do be the Night.

I do be the One, Almighty Divine.

And I do come, at last, to claim what is Mine.

For I do dwell among you.

In Her, I speak My Words.

Yet, do man not hear Me.

But then, is She not worth?

I have said to you, My children,

This girl I made Divine.

And as She gave Her Soul to Me,

I did declare Her Mine.

And yet, I say you come to Me,

Be you all My True Divine.

For as I gave My Daughter,

I would now make you all Mine.

So that we may go forth yonder

From the pages of the Book,

That you may truly ponder

The path I took.

I chose this Gentle Female

To be My Own True Bride,

So that We may lead you

Side by side…

Excerpt from Passage One Hundred Fifty-One


‘Tis a Christmas

 

Each time a beautiful thought is expressed,

and a beautiful deed is performed,

‘tis a Christmas.

Each time a beloved expresses his or her love,

‘tis a Christmas.

Each time a friend is a friend, in truth,

sharing the deepest love,

‘tis a Christmas.

Each time a lonely soul receives

a hand outstretched,

‘tis a Christmas.

Each time a little child is shown the way,

‘tis a Christmas.

Each time a mother looks upon her babe,

and beholds him for the first time,

‘tis a Christmas.

 …

Excerpt from Passage Sixteen