God's children run to their kind Father for
different reasons: the age-old serpent slides round
our throats, begins to squeeze tight, and we?
we believe we are safe in a father's
tender care. So too when we crave and place
the deepest trust in the noble pleasures
of Paradise we've been promised, faith turns
us from unreal shadows, wakens the heart,
and our feet seek a brightly-lit path. But
He doesn't gather fear and desire
to Him, such motives remain unanswered.
only those who watch Him on the cross as
He wins out over the serpent, embrace
His look and pain, and all that's meant by God.
|An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition|
From V CXLII:302. See also B S1:168:169; MS Ve2; Valgrisi 169. Key