Gripla - 2023, Blaðsíða 105
103GENESIS AND PROVENANCE OF THE OLDEST SOUL
she had fainted, she
cried, “Damned one, I
never cried, I shall never
be happy! Alas, weary,
sorrowful, so pain-
fully waiting, wretched
creature, such a bad
destiny! Kings of heaven
and earth, why do you
wage war against a poor
thing who alone dares to
speak? Many feel great
anger toward you, if I
dare to say so, because
whenever you cried to
me, you looked at me
many times, (seeing) that
I did not refuse that I
did not sin. There is no
naked man in this world
who cleanses himself
of sin, who leads such a
holy life that he does not
face mischief; wretched
is the nature that suffers
such injury! Father, you
reproach me and then
reform me; why do you
make a creature, inas-
much as you do not care
for him? This great dam-
age is much, when you,
who are so wise, deign to
do nothing that did not
turn out well. Those who
will be in hell will praise
your great mercy, and the
Christians who live, ar-
gue, and quarrel will still
be alive. Many say that
never be happy, born not
satisfied! Alas, weary,
sorrowful, so painfully
waiting, wretched crea-
ture, such a bad destiny!
God abandon you to
suffer and if you cannot
pay. Kings of heaven
and earth, why do you
wage your war against
a creature all free from
evil? And if the thing is
crazy, why don’t we dare
to speak? Who alone
dares to speak? Many
feel great anger toward
you, if I dare to say so,
because when you deadly
cried to me, you looked
at me, a day is never
short, that I did not sin.
There is no naked man in
this world who sins, who
does not face mischief no
matter how holy his life;
wretched is the creature
who suffers such injury!
Father, you are shouting
at me and then reform
me; why do you make a
creature since you do not
care for him? Those who
will be in hell will not
praise your great mercy,
and the Christians who
live, argue, and quarrel
who will still be alive.
Many say that, that the
great pain is much if it
will oppose pleasure, that
wretched creature, and I
shall wait for the anger
of God. God, why do
you think to show your
power with a creature as
weak as I am? Why did
you create me a mortal?
And while I was alive,
there was not a day
when I did not commit
sins. And no other man
lives who does not sin.
Wretched is that crea-
ture that is made of such
a nature. God, my cre-
ator, why did you create
me and, after that, accuse
me? Wonderful one, it
seems unbelievable how
you, the fount of wis-
dom, have created things
that do not prove to be
good. All of those who
go to hell should not
praise your mercy. And
those who live in the
world wrangle between
them. But most talk so
that, to them, it seems
extraordinary that your
creature should die, since
you valued your son so
low that you let him
take on a human aspect.
For our redemption, he
suffered the Passion and
was nailed to the cross.
And he subsequently
suffered death. It is now
incredible that the devil