Praescriptio II from Apologetica by Patristic

Is it envy, the reason thou were brought,
delivered to me?
Worshipper of deceit
Vain, sectarian
The heathen, his eyes have been carved out

Non-existence set salvation forth

Honor deprived
Worms and ants
who roll in mire, manifested

Sorcery, broken power
Mortified by innate divinity

Have you conspired against the Child?
What wickedness is this, where is the sleepless guardian
I deny my fear of death

Twelve times I hide
Four gospels I surround myself with

My word is Power and Spirit

y Light obscures wisdom
My Gospel foresees exaltation
My Harvest is plenteous
My Seed is licentious
My Memory is stateless
Depart from me O Lord, for I cannot see

The Holy Ghost conceived
Her lies I repudiate, my disgrace
Cast me out for I flee his power and signs

“A king will come
Bold in countenance”
Yours will be the riddle
Yours will be the right to destroy
And burn his wings

Facing the land of Moab and the word of the Loud
Claiming for myself the glory
And the marvelous works

Harpies and Tempest, come!
I’m a daughter of Borea, no longer banished
For I’m here below
Dragged down and torn away from God
Magnificence in my heart, unpardonable

Many to destroy by craft
To pervert his saying to the world,
And mystical signification is the rule
Mankind lost its wings and fell
No posterity behind
Degradation of worshippers

Here I am to deliver from the plague and corruption and sin
Why should I be ashamed?

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