Death-pangs endured. Hence, dauntless in glory,
85 I rise high under heaven, and hold out salvation
To each and to all who have awe in my presence.
“Long ago I was the greatest and most grievous of torments,
Most painful of punishments, till I pointed aright
The road of life for the race of men.
90 “Lo, a glory was given by the God of Creation
To the worthless wood —by the Warden of heaven—
Just as Mary, his mother, the maiden blessed,
Received grace and glory from God Almighty,