Deus noster, quid est quod aisti, Nisi credideritis quia ego sum? Quid enim non est eorum quae fecisti? Numquid coelum non est? numquid terra non est? numquid non sunt ea quae in terra et in coelo sunt? numquid homo ipse cui loqueris non est? numquid angelus quem mittis non est? Si omnia sunt haec quae per te facta sunt, quid est quod tibi proprium quiddam tenuisti ipsum esse, quod aliis non dedisti, ut tu solus esses? Nam quomodo audio, Ego sum qui sum; quasi alia non sint? et quomodo audio, Nisi credideritis quia ego sum? Illi enim non erant qui audiebant? Et si peccatores erant, homines erant. Quid ergo facio? Quid sit ipsum esse, dicat cordi, intus dicat, intus loquatur; homo interior audiat, mens capiat vere esse: est enim s⟨e⟩mper eodem modo esse. (Res enim aliqua, quaelibet omnino: quasi coepi disputare, et destiti quaerere; forte quod audivi volo loqui, auditui meo det exsultationem et vestro cum loquor): res enim quaelibet, prorsus qualicumque excellentia, si mutabilis est, non vere est; non enim est ibi verum esse, ubi est et non esse. Quid⟨q⟩uid enim mutari potest, mutatum non est quod erat: si non est quod erat, mors quaedam ibi facta est; peremptum est aliquid ibi quod erat, et non est. Nigredo mortua est in capite albescentis senis, pulchritudo mortua est in corpore fessi et incurvi senis, mortuae sunt vires in corpore languentis, mortua est statio in corpore ambulantis, mortua est ambulatio in corpore stantis, mortua est ambulatio et statio in corpore jacentis, mortua est locutio in li⟨n⟩gua tacentis: quidquid mutatur et est quod non erat, video ibi quamdam vitam in eo quod est, et mortem in eo quod fuit. Denique de mortuo cum dicitur, Ubi est homo ille? respondetur, Fuit. O veritas quae vere es! Nam in omnibus actionibus et motibus nostris, et in omni prorsus agitatione creaturae duo tempora invenio, praeteritum et futurum. Praesens quaero, nihil stat: quod dixi, jam non est; quod dicturus sum, nondum est: quod feci, jam non est; quod facturus sum, nondum est: quod vixi, jam non est; quod victurus sum, nondum est. Praeteritum et futurum invenio in omni motu rerum: in veritate quae manet, praeteritum et futurum non invenio, sed solum praesens, et hoc incorruptibiliter, quod in creatura non est. Discute rerum mutationes, invenies Fuit et Erit: cogita Deum, invenies Est, ubi Fuit et Erit esse non possit. Ut ergo et tu sis, transcende tempus. Sed quis transcendet viribus suis? Levet illuc ille qui Patri dixit, Volo ut ubi ego sum, et ipsi sint mecum. Hoc itaque promittens ne moriamur in peccatis nostris, nihil aliud Dominus Jesus Christus mihi videtur his verbis dixisse, Nisi credideritis quia ego sum: prorsus nihil aliud mihi videtur his verbis dixisse quam hoc, Nisi credideritis quia ego Deus sum, moriemini in peccatis vestris. Bene, Deo gratias, quia dixit, Nisi credideritis: non dixit, Nisi ceperitis. Quis enim hoc capiat? Aut vere, quia ausus sum dicere, et visi estis intelligere, aliquid de tanta ineffabilitate
our God, what is it that Thou saidst, Unless you believe that I am? For which of the things that Thou madest is not? Is heaven not? Is the earth not? Are the things that are on earth and in heaven not? Is man himself, to whom Thou speakest, not? Is the angel whom Thou sendest not? If all these things are, which were made through Thee, what is it that Thou keptest as something proper to Thyself, being itself, which Thou didst not give to others, so that Thou alone shouldst be? For how do I hear, I am who am, as though other things are not? And how do I hear, Unless you believe that I am? For were they not, who were listening? And if they were sinners, they were men. What then am I to do? What being itself is, let Him say to the heart, let Him say it within, let Him speak within; let the inner man hear, let the mind grasp true being: for it is to be always in the same mode. (For a thing, any thing whatever: as it were, I began to argue and I left off inquiring; perhaps what I have heard I wish to speak; may He give joy to my hearing, and to yours when I speak): for any thing whatever, of whatever excellence at all, if it is mutable, does not truly exist; for there is no true being there where there is also not-being. For whatever can be changed, once changed is not what it was: if it is not what it was, a kind of death has taken place there; something that was there has been destroyed, and is not. Blackness has died in the head of an old man growing white, beauty has died in the body of a weary and bent old man, strength has died in the body of one languishing, standing has died in the body of one walking, walking has died in the body of one standing, walking and standing have died in the body of one lying down, speech has died in the tongue of one silent: whatever is changed and is what it was not, I see there a kind of life in that which it is, and death in that which it was. Finally, when it is said of a dead man, Where is that man? the answer is, He was. O Truth, Who truly art! For in all our actions and movements, and in absolutely every agitation of the creature, I find two times, past and future. I seek the present: nothing stands still: what I have said is no longer; what I am going to say is not yet: what I have done is no longer; what I am going to do is not yet: what I have lived is no longer; what I am going to live is not yet. Past and future I find in every movement of things: in the truth that abides I do not find past and future, but only present, and this incorruptibly, which is not so in the creature. Examine the changes of things, you will find Was and Will be: think on God, you will find Is, where Was and Will be cannot be. So then, that you too may be, transcend time. But who will transcend it by his own strength? Let Him lift [us] up there Who said to the Father, I will that where I am, they also may be with Me. Promising this, therefore, that we should not die in our sins, the Lord Jesus Christ seems to me to have said nothing else by these words, Unless you believe that I am: absolutely nothing else does He seem to me to have said by these words than this, Unless you believe that I am God, you will die in your sins. Good, thanks be to God, that He said, Unless you believe: He did not say, Unless you grasp. For who could grasp this? Or truly, because I have dared to say, and you have seemed to understand, something concerning such ineffability