_Cum tot signa edidisset, non credebant._ Joan. xii. 37.
Quanta amor ille tuus se cunque levaverit ala,
Quo tua cunque opere effloruit alta manus;
Mundus adest, contraque tonat, signisque reponit
Signa, adeo sua sunt numina vel sceleri,
Imo, o nec nimii vis sit temeraria verbi,
Ille uno sensu vel tua cuncta premit.
Tot tantisque tuis mirac'lum hoc objicit unum,
Tot tantisque tuis non adhibere fidem.
_Though they beheld so many miracles, they believed not._
However high in Thy great love Thou wingest,
And whatsoe'er within Thy hand Thou bringest,
Against Thee, with its thunders, stands the world,
Sign answering sign; Sin's banners all unfurl'd.
Nay--and let not the bold rash word appal--
One thought o' the world makes all Thy wonders fall:
Against Thy mightiest signs this one it wields--
To the vast whole of Thine, no faith it yields. G.