The Poetry Corner

The Divinity

By Matthew Arnold

Yes, write it in the rock! Saint Bernard said, Grave it on brass with adamantine pen! Tis God himself becomes apparent, when Gods wisdom and Gods goodness are displayd, For God of these his attributes is made. Well spake the impetuous Saint, and bore of men The suffrage captive; now, not one in ten Recalls the obscure opposer he outweighd. Gods wisdom and Gods goodness! Ay, but fools Mis-define these till God knows them no more. Wisdom and goodness, they are God! what schools Have yet so much as heard this simpler lore? This no Saint preaches, and this no Church rules; Tis in the desert, now and heretofore.