Then wás to the people in the depth of their souls

Then wás to the people in the depth of their souls Impressed on their minds, as ever shall be, The wonder that wrought the Lord of hosts For saving of souls of the race of men, The Teacher of life. There the sinner-through-lies Then stied in the air, the flying fiend. Gan then exclaim the devil of hell, The terrible monster, mindful of evils: "Lo! whát man is this, who now again With ancient strife my service will ruin, Increase the old hate, [and] plunder my goods? This contest's increasing. The souls cannot, Workers of sin, longer within My power remain, now a stranger is come, Whom I ere reckoned fast in his sins, Me has he robbed of every right, Of precious possessions. That's nót a fair course. To me many harms the Saviour has done, Contests oppressive, he who in Nazareth Was reared as a child. As soon as he grew From childhood's years, he to hím ever turned Mine own possessions. I may not now In any right thrive. His kingdom is broad Over the mid-earth. My might is lessened Under the heavens. The rood I need not Joyfully praise. Lo! me the Saviour In that narrow home again has confined Sadly for sorrow. Through Judas before Joyful I was, and now am I humbled, Deprived of goods, through Judas again, Despised and friendless. Still can I find Through evil deeds return hereafter From the homes of the damned. 'Gainst thee will I rouse Another king who will persecute thee, And he will reject thine own instruction, And sinful manners of mine will he follow, And thee will he send then into the blackest And into the worst terrors of torments, That with sorrow beset thou'lt firmly renounce The hangèd King whom ere thou obeyed'st." To him then the cunning Judas replied, The battle-brave man (in him Holy Spirit Was firmly implanted, fire-hot his love, His wit was welling with warrior's craft), And this word he spake with wisdom filled: "Thou need not so strongly, mindful of sins, Sorrow renew, and strife uprear, Sin-maker of murder, for thee mighty King In the depths beneath will thrust thee down, Worker of sin, to miseries' bottom Deprived of glory, who many of the dead With his word awaked. Know thou the readier, That thou with folly didst once renounce Brightest of lights and love of the Lord, The fairest joy, and in bath of fire, Surrounded with torments, didst afterwards dwell, Consumed with flame, and there ever shalt, Hostile in mind, punishment suffer, Misery endless." Helena heard How the fiend and the friend contests aroused, The blest and the base, on both their sides, The sinner and the saint. Her mind was the gladder For that she heard the hellish foe [The fiend] overcome, the worker of sins, And then she wondered at the wit of the man, How hé so truthful in so little time And so untaught ever became With wisdom inspired. [Then] thanked she God, The King of glory, that her wish was fulfilled Through the Son of God of each of the two, Bóth for the sight of the victor-tree, Ánd of the faith that so bright she perceived, The glorious gift in the breast of the man.

So Z.; 'rebellion for this,' W. See W.'s note.

Julian the Apostate, suggests Gn.

'That,' relative, though it may be taken as conjunction, as Z.