sed divinam et sempiternam. Fides pugnat; et quando fides pugnat, carnem nullus expugnat. Quia etsi laniatur, etsi laceratur; quando perit qui sanguine Christi redemptus est? Potens homo non potest perdere quod emit auro suo, et Christus perdit quod emit sanguine suo? Sed hoc totum non ad hominis, sed ad Dei gloriam referatur. Ab ipso vere est patientia, vera patientia, sancta patientia, religiosa patientia, recta patientia; christiana patientia donum Dei est. Nam et multi latrones patientissime torquentur; et non cedentes et tortorem vincentes, postea aeterno igne puniuntur. Causa discernit martyrem a patientia, imo a duritia sceleratorum. Par est poena, sed dispar est causa. Martyrum voce cantavimus (dixerat enim ista Vincentius in orationibus suis): Judica me, Deus, et discerne causam meam a gente non sancta (Psal. XLII, 1). Discreta est causa ejus: quia pro veritate, pro justitia, pro Deo, pro Chri⟨s⟩to, pro fide, pro Ecclesiae unitate, pro individua charitate certavit. Quis ei donavit istam patientiam? Quis? Indicet nobis Psalmus. Ibi enim legitur, ibi cantatur: Nonne Deo subjecta erit anima mea? Ab illo enim patientia mea (Psal. LXI, 2). Quisquis putat sanctum Vincentium viribus suis ista potuisse, nimis errat. Quisquis enim viribus suis hoc se posse praesumpserit, etsi videtur vincere patientia, vincitur a superbia. Bene vincere, hoc est, universas machinas vincere. Illecebras dum ministrat, vincitur per continentiam: poenas et tormenta infligit, vincitur per patientiam: errores suggerit, vincitur per sapientiam. Ad extremum, cum omnia haec victa fuerint, suggerit animae, Euge, euge, quantum potuisti? quantum certasti? Quis tibi comparatur? Quam bene vicisti? Respondeat illi anima sancta: Confundantur et revereantur, qui dicunt mihi, Euge, euge (Psal. LXIX, 4). Quando ergo vincit, nisi cum dicit, In Domino laudabitur anima mea; audiant mites, et jucundentur (Psal. XXXIII, 3). Mites enim sciunt quod dico; quia in illis habitat verbum, in illis habitat exemplum. Nam qui non est mitis, nescit quid sapiat quod dictum est, In Domino laudabitur anima mea. Omnis enim non mitis, superbus, asper, elatus, in se vult laudari, non in Domino. Qui autem dicit, In Domino laudabitur anima mea; non dicit, Audiant gentes, et jucundentur; audiant homines, et jucundentur: sed, Audiant mites, et jucundentur. Audiant quibus sapit. Mitis enim erat Christus: Sicut ovis ad immolandum ductus est (Isai. LIII, 7). Propterea mitis, quia sicut ovis ad immolandum ductus est. Audiant mites, et jucundentur. Quia sapiunt quod dictum est, Gustate, et videte quam suavis est Dominus: beatus vir qui sperat in eum (Psal. XXXIII, 3, 9). Longam lectionem audivimus, brevis est dies: longo sermone etiam nos tenere vestram patientiam non debemus. Novimus quia patienter audistis, et diu stando et audiendo tanquam martyri compassi estis. Qui audit vos, amet vos, et coronet vos.
but divine and everlasting. Faith fights; and when faith fights, no one overcomes the flesh. For even if it is torn, even if it is mangled, when does he perish who has been redeemed by the blood of Christ? A powerful man cannot lose what he bought with his gold, and does Christ lose what He bought with His blood? But let this whole thing be referred not to the glory of man, but to the glory of God. From Him truly is patience, true patience, holy patience, religious patience, right patience; Christian patience is the gift of God. For many robbers too are tortured most patiently; and, not yielding and overcoming the torturer, they are afterwards punished with eternal fire. The cause distinguishes the martyr from the patience, or rather from the hardness, of criminals. The punishment is equal, but the cause is unequal. With the voice of martyrs we have sung (for Vincent had said these words in his prayers): Judge me, O God, and distinguish my cause from a nation not holy (Ps. 42:1). His cause is distinguished: because he fought for truth, for justice, for God, for Christ, for the faith, for the unity of the Church, for undivided charity. Who gave him this patience? Who? Let the Psalm show us. For there it is read, there it is sung: Shall not my soul be subject to God? For from Him is my patience (Ps. 61:2). Whoever thinks that holy Vincent was able to do these things by his own strength errs greatly. For whoever presumes that he can do this by his own strength, even if he seems to conquer by patience, is conquered by pride. To conquer well, that is, to conquer all the devices [of the enemy]. When he offers allurements, he is conquered through continence; he inflicts punishments and torments, he is conquered through patience; he suggests errors, he is conquered through wisdom. At the last, when all these have been conquered, he suggests to the soul: Well done, well done, how much you have been able to do! how much you have striven! Who is compared to you? How well you have conquered! Let the holy soul answer him: Let them be confounded and put to shame who say to me, Well done, well done (Ps. 69:4). When then does it conquer, except when it says, In the Lord shall my soul be praised; let the meek hear, and be glad (Ps. 33:3). For the meek know what I am saying; because in them the word dwells, in them the example dwells. For he who is not meek does not know what savour there is in what has been said, In the Lord shall my soul be praised. For everyone who is not meek, proud, harsh, puffed up, wants to be praised in himself, not in the Lord. But he who says, In the Lord shall my soul be praised, does not say, Let the nations hear, and be glad; let men hear, and be glad: but, Let the meek hear, and be glad. Let those hear to whom it has savour. For Christ was meek: As a sheep He was led to the slaughter (Isa. 53:7). Therefore meek, because as a sheep He was led to the slaughter. Let the meek hear, and be glad. Because they savour what has been said, Taste, and see how sweet the Lord is: blessed is the man who hopes in Him (Ps. 33:3, 9). We have heard a long reading, the day is short: we too ought not to hold your patience with a long sermon. We know that you have listened patiently, and by standing long and listening you have as it were suffered with the martyr. May He Who hears you love you, and crown you.