In the sound of the seas, in the tumult of rivers, in the waves of Tarshish which the south wind troubleth, in the sound of the song of the throne of glory which maketh music and praiseth the splendid King – a multitude of sounds and great tumult! – Many did utter their voices before the throne of glory, to aid it and to strengthen it, when it maketh music and applaudeth the Mighty One of Jacob. (As it is said, “Holy, holy, holy.”)
“Blessed be ye to the heavens and to the earth, ye who descend to the Merkabha, if ye will say and will declare to My children what I do, in morning prayer and in noonday and in evening prayer and in each day and in each hour when Israel saith before me ‘Holy.’ Teach them, and say unto them, ‘Lift up your eyes to the firmament over against your house of prayer. t the time when you say before Me ‘Holy.’’”