Therefore, never is their strife
After those true joys to spur; In this lean and little life They half witted deeply err,
Seeking here their bliss to gain, That is, God Himself, in vain.
Ah! I know not in my thought
How enough to blame their sin, Nor so clearly as I ought Can I show their fault within ;
For, more bad and vain are they And more sad than I can say.
All their hope is to acquire
Worship, goods, and worldly weal; When they have their mind's desire, Then such witless Joy they feel,
That in folly they believe Those True joys they then receive.
Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs, of thistles ?” Alfred is of the Wise Teacher's school : and bids us seek the chief good beyond this evil world.
XX. OF GOD AND HIS CREATURES.
His
O qui perpetua mundum ratione gubernas, Terrarum cælique sator, qui tempus ab ævo
Eala min Drihten ! Thæt thu eartælmihtig, Micel modilic,
Mærthum gefraege, And wundorlic, Witena gehwylcum !
Hwaet thu ece God! Ealra gesceafta Wundorlice Wel gesceope,
10 Ungesewenlicra, And eac swa same, Gesewenlicra; Softe wealdest Scirra gesceafta,
15 Mid gesceadwisum Mægne and cræfte. Thu thysne middan geard From fruman ærest, Forth oth ende,
20 Tidum todældes, Swa hit getæsost was Endebyrdes : That hi æghwæther Ge arfarath
25 Ge estcumath. Thu the unstilla Agna gesceafta To thinum willan Wislice astyrest,
30 And the self wunæst Swithe stille, Unanwendendlic, A forth simle! Nis nan mihtigra,
35 Ne nan mærra, Ne geond ealle tha gesceaft, Efnlica thin. Ne the aenig ned-thearf naes Æfre giet ealra
40 Thara weorca, The thu geworht hafast ; Ac mid thinum willan Thu hit worhtes eall. And mid anwalde
45 Thinum agenum, Weorulde geworhtest, And wuhta gehwæt; Theah the nænegu Ned-thearf wäre eallra 50 Thara mærtha ! Is thaet micel gecynd Thines goodes ; Thencth ymb se the wile : Forthon hit is eall an
55 Ælces thincges, Thu and thæt thin good ; Hit is thin agen, Forthæm hit nis utan, Ne com auht to the.
60 Ac ic georne wat, That thin goodnes is Ælmihtig good, Eall mid the selfum. Hit is ungelic
65 Urum gecynde : Us is utan cymen Eall the we habbath Gooda on grundum, From Gode selfum.
70 Neft thu to negum Andan genumenne, Fortham the nan thing nis Thin gelica; Ne huru ænig
75 Ælcræftigre; Forthæm thu eal good, Anes getheahte, Thines gethohtest, And hi tha worhtest.
80 Næs æror the Ænegu gesceaft, The auht oththe nauht Auther worhte. Ac thu butan bysne,
85 Brego moncynnes, Æl ælmihtig God, Eall geworhtest Thing, thearle good; Eart the selfa
90 Thæt hehste good ! Hwt thu halig feder, Æfter thinum willan, Woruld gesceope, Thisne middan geard,
95 Meahtum thinum.
Weorada Drihten, Swa thu woldest self: And mid thinum willan Wealdest ealles !
100 Forthæm thu sotha God, Selfa dælest Gooda æghwilc; Forthæm thu geara ær, Ealle gesceafta
105 Ærest gesceope, Swithe gelice, Sumes hwæthre theah Ungelice; Nemdest eall swa theah 110 Mid ane noman, Ealle togædere, Woruld under wolcnum. Hwæt thu wuldres God! Thone anne naman
115 Eft todældes, Fæder, on feower: Was thara folde an, And water other, Worulde dæles,
120 And fyr is thridde, And feowerthe lyft; Thæt is eall weoruld Eft togædere. Habbath theah tha feower 125 Frum-stol hiora; Ængwilc hiora Agenne stede : Theah anra hwilc With other sie
130 Miclum gemenged; And mid mægne eac Fæder ælmihtiges Fæste gebunden, Gesiblice,
135 Softe togædere, Mid bebode thine, Bilewit fæder! Thæt te heora ænig Othres ne dorste
140 Mearc ofergangan, For metodes ege; Ac geth weorod sint Thegnas togædere, Cyninges cempan.
145 Cele with hæto, Wat with drygum, Winnath hwæthre. Water and eorthe Wæstmas brengath;
150 Tha sint on gecynde Cealda ba twa. Water wæt and ceald, Wangas ymbe-licgath. Eorthe æl greno
155 Eac hwæthre ceald lyft Is gemenged, Forthæm hio on middum wunath Nis thaet nan wundor Thaet hio sie wearm and ceald 160 Wat wolcnes tier Winde geblonden; Forthæm bio is on midle, Mine gefræge, Fyres and eorthan.
165 Fela monna wat Thæt te yfemest is Eallra gesceafta Fyr ofer eorthan, Folde neothemest.
170 Is thaet wundorlic, Weroda Drihten ! Thæt thu mid getheahte Thinum wyrcest; Thaet thu thaem gesceaftum 175 Swa gesceadlice Mearce gesettest, And hi ne mengdest eac. Hwet thu thaem wttere Watum and cealdum, 180 Foldan to flore Fæste gesettest; Forthæm hit unstille, Æghwider wolde Wide toscrithan,
185 Wac and hnesce;
Ne meahte hit on him selfum. Soth ic geare wat Æfre gestandan : Ac hit sio eorthe
190 Hilt and swelgeth eac. Be sumum dæle, That hio siththan mæg, For thæm sy pe weorthan Geleht lyftun.
195 Forthæm leaf and gærs, Braed geond Bretene, Bloweth and groweth, Eldum to are. Eorthe sio cealde
200 Brength waestma fela, Wundorlicra, Forthaem hio mid thaem waetere Weorthath gethawened. Gif thaet nære,
205 Thonne hio wäre Fordrugod to duste, And todrien siththan Wide mid winde; Swa nu weorthath oft 210 Axe giond eorthan Eall toblawen. Ne neahte on thaere eorthan Awuht libban, Ne wuhte thon ma
215 Wætres brucan, Oneardian Ænige cræfte, For cele anum: Gif thu, cyning engla, 220 With fyre hwæt-hwugu, Foldan and lagu-sream Ne mengdest togædere; And gemetgodest Cele and hæto
225 Cræfte thine, Thaet thaet fyr ne maeg Foldan and mere-stream Blate forbærnan, Theah hit with ba twa sie 230 Fæste gefeged ; Fæder eald geweorc. Ne thincth me that wundur Wuhte the læsse, Thæt thios eorthe maeg,
235 And egor-stream, Swa ceald gesceaft, Cræfta nane, Ealles adwæscan That thaet him on innan sticath Fyres, gefeged
241 Mid frean cræste. That is agen craft Eagor-streames, Wætres and eorthan,
245 And on wolcnum eac, And efne swa same Uppe ofer rodere. Thonne is thær fyres Frum-stol on riht Eard ofer eallum Othrum gesceastum Gesewenlicum, Geond thisne sidan grund; Theah hit with ealle sie 255 Eft gemenged Weoruld-gesceafta: Theah waldan ne mot, That hit ænige Eallunga fordo
Thriefald gesceaft,
365 Thegna gehwilces : Forthæm uthwitan Ealle seggath, That te an gecynd Ælcre saule
370 Yrsung wære, Other wilnung; Is sio thridde gecynd Thaem twaem betere, Sio gescead wisnes.
375 Nis thaet scandlic craeft, Forthaem hit naenig hafath, Neat buton monnum. Haefth tha othra twa Unrim wuhta.
380 Hæfth tha wilnunga Wel hwilc neten, And tha yrsunga Eac swa selfe. Foi thy men habbæth
385 Geond middan geard, Eorth-gesceafta Ealle oferthungen; Forthæm the hi habbath Thas the hi nabbath, 390 Thone ænne cræft The we ær nemdon, Sio gesceadwisnes Sceal on gehwelcum There wilnunge
395 Waldan semle, And irsunge Eac swa selfe. Hio sceal mid getheahte, Thegnes mode,
400 Mid andgite Ealles waldan Hio is that mæste mægen Monpes saule, And se selesta
405 Sundor cræfta Hwæt thu tha saule, Sigora waldend, Theoda thrym-cyning, Thus gesceope,
410 That hio hwearfode On hire selfre, Hire utan ymb, Swa swa eal deth Rine swifte rodor:
415 Recene ymbscritheth Dogora gehwilce, Drihtnes meahtum Thisne middan geard : Swa deth monnes saul,
420 Hweole gelicost, Hwarfeth ymbe hy selfe, Oft smeagende Ymb thas eorthlican Drihtnes gesceasta,
425 Dagum and nihtum. Hwilum hi selfe Secende smeath Hwilum eft smeath Ymb thone ecan God, 430 Sceppend hire; Scrithende færth Hweole gelicost, Hwærfth ymb hi selfe. Thonne hio ymb hire scyppend 435 Mid gesceаd smeath, Hio bith upahæfen Ofer hi selfe ; Ac hio bith eallunga An bire selfre
440 Thonne hio ymb hi selle Secende smeath. Hio bith swithe fior Hire selfre beneothan, Thonne hio thæs lænan 445 Lufath and wundrath Eorthlicu thing, Ofer ecne ræd. Hwæt thu ece God, Eard forgeafe
450 Saulum on heofonum; Selest weorthlica Ginfæsta gisa,
God ælmihtig! Be ge earnunga
455 Anra gehwelcre. Ealle hi scinath Thurh tha sciran neaht Hadre on heofenum ; Na hwæthre theah
460 Ealle efenbeorhte. Hwæt we oft gesioth Hadrum nihtum, That te heofon-steorran Ealle efenbeorhte,
465 Æfre ne scinath. Hwæt thu ece God, Eac gemengest Tha heofoncundan Hither with eorthan;
470 Saula with lice Siththan wuniath : This eorthlice And that ece samod, Saul in flæsce.
475 Hwæt hi simle to the Hiona fundiath, Forthæm hi hider of the Æror comon; Sculon eft to the.
480 Sceal se lichama Last weardigan Eft on eorthan, Forthæm he ær of hire Weox on weorulde.
485 Wunedon æt somne Efen swa lange Swa him lyfed wæs From thæm ælmihtigan, The hi æror gio
490 Gesomnade. Thæt is soth cyning, Se thas foldan gesceop, And hi gifylde tha Swithe mislicum
495 Mine gefræge, Neata cynnum, Nergend user. He hi siththan asiow Sæda monegum
500 Wuda and wyrta, Weorulde sceatum. Forgif nu ece God, Urum modum, Thæt hi moten to the, 505 Metod alwuhta, Thurh thas earfothu Up astigan: And of thisum by segum, Bilewit fæder,
510 Theoda waldend, To the cuman ; And thonne mid openum Eagum moten Modes ures,
515 Thurh thinra mægna sped, Æwelm gesion Eallra gooda; Thæt thu eart selfa, Sige Drihten God!
520 Ge tha eagan hal Ures modes, That we hi on the selfum Siththan moten Afæstnian,
525 Pæder engla! Todrif thone thiccan mist, The thrage nu With tha eagan foran Usses modes
530 Hangode hwyle, Hefig and thystre. Onliht nu tha eagan Usses modes Mid thinum leohte,
535 Lifes waldend; Forthæm thu eart sio birhtu, Bilewit fæder, Sothes leohtes : And thu selfa eart
540 Sio fæste ræst, Fæder ælmihtig!
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O thou, my Lord Almighty, great and wise, Wellseen for mighty works, and marvellous To every mind that knows thee, Ever Good! Wondrously well all creatures Thou hast made, Unseen of us or seen; with softest band Of skilful strength thy brighter beings leading, Thou from its birth forth onward to its end This middle earth by times hast measured out As was most fit ; that orderly they go
; And eftsoon come again. Thou wisely stirrest To thine own will thy changing unstill creatures, Unchangeable and still thyself for ever! No one is mightier, greater than Thou art, No one was made thine equal : need was none, Of all these works which thou hast wrought, to Thee; But, at the willing of thy power, the world And everything within it didst thou make, Without all need to Thee of such great works, Great is thy goodness,-think it out who will ; For it is all of one, in everything, Thou and Thy good; thine own; not from without, Neither did any goodness come to Thee : But, well I know, thy goodness is Most Good All with thyself : unlike to us in kind ; To us, from outwardly, from God himself, Came all we have of good in this low earth. Thou canst not envy any; since to Thee Nothing is like, nor any higher skilled ; For thou, All good, of thine own thought didst think, And then that thought didst work. Before Thee none Was born, to make or unmake anything, But Thou without a model madest all, Lord God of men, Almighty, very good,
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