“In the Trinity Term of 1929, I gave in, and admitted that God was God, and knelt and prayed”
C. S. Lewis, Surprised by Joy
Pride disavows surrender so complete.
Without concessions justly guaranteed,
Without negotiation, how proceed?
Arrangements seemly made attend retreat.
Damascus roads, with history replete,
Still echo now with God’s perduring greed
For souls resisting His salvific deed —
No quarter given, no terms of defeat.
Retreat offends the privileged place of youth
Which laughs at time and cavils with truth.
Yet youth’s inheritance is quickly spent,
A choice appears then: submit or dissent.
This Oxford prig came finally to see,
Entreaties to Kings begin in the knee.