I knew not whether dream or truth appeared.
But now the scales have fallen from mine eyes,
Which kept the spirit’s light concealed from me:
I know now that thou really dost exist.
I will reveal thy nature in my deeds;
And they shall work salvation through thy power.
To Benedictus too I owe deep thanks:
Through wisdom hath he given me the strength
To turn my spirit’s sight unto thy world.
Theodosius: