Blessed those born blind whose eyes were opened, those who first saw daylight when God was there; blessed the God-like strength which discovered in the heart's pride a different sort of splendor. And yet this shadowy bitter path obscured and darkened their golden light and blue sky--or, so it seemed, until His light awoke in their eyes, and they saw a road to follow him down. The sharp agony and solemn torture of those who died to spread the name of God's son have been made noble, beautiful in heroic stories. We welcome, celebrate such acts only that we may take in the sun and His light too. |
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition |
Notes: From V CLXXVII:337. See also B S2:28:19; no MSs; 1548 Valgrisi; 1769 Rota. A twenty-first in a series meditating Christ, this refers to Christ's curing of blind men. See Matt 9:27-29; 20:29-34; Mark 8:22-5; 10:46-52; Luke 18:35-43. Key |