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A Poem of St Gregory Nazianzen 
On the Incarnation of Christ 
(from Saint Gregory Nazianzen: Selected Poems, 
Translated with an Introduction by John McGuckin, 
SLG Press  Convent of the Incarnation, Fairacres Oxford)

      Foolish is he 
      who honours 
      not the royal and eternal 
      Word of God,
      just as he honours
the Father himself in heaven.
      Foolish is he 
      who honours not 
      the royal Word 
      appearing mortal in our midst, 
      just as he honours 
      the Word himself in heaven.
For such a man separates the Word 
from the greatness of the Father 
and from the form of man 
and from our material state.
      For the Word of the Father, 
      made man for us, is God— 
      compounded of the union 
      of God and mortal things— 
      one God in both, 
      mortal to this extent 
      that he might offer us divinity 
      in exchange for our mortality.
Be merciful, O wounded One on high,
for how great you are!
How could man’s mind ever grasp 
this union beyond all words?
      And so, mortal creatures, 
      cherish the dispensations 
      the Word has made for us with God.
If I can persuade you on this, then all is well, 
but if you blacken this charter 
with teeming thousands of objections 
then come here to me that I may cut these verses 
on the tablet of your heart
with a pen that needs no ink.
                                          Hymn 1, 1, 11
                                                        PG 37, 470—1