And they scanned each other face to face.
God spoke first: "What ails you, man,
That you should look so pale and wan?"
"You bade me conquer harm
With no strength but this weak right arm.
"I would ride to war with a glad consent
Were I, as You, omnipotent."
"You show but little sense;
What triumph is there for omnipotence?"
"If You think it well to be
Such a thing as I, make trial and see."
God answered him: "And if I do,
I'll prove Me a better Man than you."
God conquered man with His naked hands,
And bound him fast in iron bands.