"O lord, dost not blame such sin on them!"
So said the protomartyr stoned to death by the slaves of the Empire. And later on, the one who prayed thee, God, to be taken up into heaven by unmolating his fleshy shell for the Foundation Rock. Us a Good Father, Thou didst
claim for him, the pontifer of Thine ecclesia, to be offered
as sacrifice. Yet, when his keen as sacred as worthless words "Domine, non sum dignus!" were uttered, was the
cross turned upside down. Either for them or Thine only Son, no winged herald came. Only towards Abrahams second son. Thou didst show magnanimith. Sirteen centuries later, followers of Thy Word forced the Magus of Infinity to eye the crucifir. Awaiting to be wrapped by deadly flames, he did despise the mooden state where Thy flesh perished by fearlessly turning his eyes away. No more righteous deed hath ever been achieved! |