At this high moment, ability failed my capacity to describe.

Doubting pleases me no less than knowing

Heaven wheels above you, displaying to you her eternal glories, and still your eyes are on the ground.

The glory of Him who moves everything penetrates through the universe, and is resplendent in one part more and in another less.

And as he, who with laboring breath has escaped from the deep to the shore, turns to the perilous waters and gazes.

I wept not — so to stone I grew within.

Infinite goodness has such wide arms.