Man is the miracle in nature. God
Is the One Miracle to man. Behold,
"There is a read more

Man is the miracle in nature. God
Is the One Miracle to man. Behold,
"There is a God," thou sayest. Thou sayest well:
In that thou sayest all. To Be is more
Of wonderful, than being, to have wrought,
Or reigned, or rested.

To me every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle.

To me every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle.

Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life;
Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of Thy reign,
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Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life;
Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of Thy reign,
Distils from thence the tears of wrath and strife,
And so turns wine to water back again.
- Richard Crashaw,

Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in read more

Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see.

What is a miracle?--'Tis a reproach,
'Tis an implicit satire on mankind;
And while it satisfies, it read more

What is a miracle?--'Tis a reproach,
'Tis an implicit satire on mankind;
And while it satisfies, it censures too.

The world presents enough problems if you believe it to be a world of law and order; do not add read more

The world presents enough problems if you believe it to be a world of law and order; do not add to them by believing it to be a world of miracles.

The water owns a power Divine,
And conscious blushes into wine;
Its very nature changed displays
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The water owns a power Divine,
And conscious blushes into wine;
Its very nature changed displays
The power Divine that it obeys.

Love works in miracles every day: such as weakening the strong, and strengthening the weak; making fools of the wise, read more

Love works in miracles every day: such as weakening the strong, and strengthening the weak; making fools of the wise, and wise men of fools; favouring the passions, destroying reason, and in a word, turning everything topsy-turvy.

When Christ at Cana's feast by pow'r divine,
Inspir'd cold water, with the warmth of wine,
See! read more

When Christ at Cana's feast by pow'r divine,
Inspir'd cold water, with the warmth of wine,
See! cry'd they while, in red'ning tide, it gush'd,
The bashful stream hath seen its God and blush'd.