Bewildered once, must he bewail his loss

For ever and for ever? No—the cross!

There, and there only, (though the Deist rave,

And Atheist, if earth bear so base a slave;)

There, and there only, is the power to save.

There no delusive hope invites despair;

No mockery meets you, no delusion there;

The spells and charms that blinded you before,

All vanish there, and fascinate no more.

Cowper.