nam quid agam, lentis si, dum coniveo votis, Christus ab aetheria mihi proditus arce coruscet et, subitis domini caelo venientis aperto praestrictus radiis, obscurae tristia noctis suffugia inlato confusus lumine quaeram?
For what shall I do if, while I drowse amid sluggish hopes, Christ, disclosed to me from his heavenly citadel, should flash forth, and I, dazzled by the sudden beams of my Lord coming from opened Heaven, should seek the doleful refuge of murky night, confounded by the oerwhelming light?
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