Oration of Constantine "to the Assembly of the Saints"

It may be some will foolishly suppose that these words were spoken of the birth of a mere ordinary mortal. But if this were all, what reason could there be that the earth should need neither seed nor plough, that the vine should require no pruning-hook, or other means of culture? How can we suppose these things to be spoken of a mere mortal's birth? For nature is the minister of the Divine will, not an instrument obedient to the command of man. Indeed, the very joy of the elements indicates the advent of God, not the conception of a human being. The prayer, too, of the poet that his life might be prolonged is a proof of the Divinity of him whom he invoked; for we desire life and preservation from God, and not from man. Indeed, the Erythræan Sibyl thus appeals to God: “Why, O Lord, do you compel me still to foretell the future, and not rather remove me from this earth to await the blessed day of your coming?” And Maro adds to what he had said before:

Begin, sweet boy! With smiles your mother know, Who ten long months did with your burden go. No mortal parents smiled upon your birth: No nuptial joy thou know'st, no feast of earth.

How could his parents have smiled on him? For his Father is God, who is a Power without sensible quality, existing, not in any definite shape, but as comprehending other beings, and not, therefore, in a human body. And who knows not that the Holy Spirit has no participation in the nuptial union? For what desire can exist in the disposition of that good which all things else desire? What fellowship, in short, can wisdom hold with pleasure? But let these arguments be left to those who ascribe to him a human origin, and who care not to purify themselves from all evil in word as well as deed. On you, Piety, I call to aid my words, on you who art the very law of purity, most desirable of all blessings, teacher of holiest hope, assured promise of immortality! You, Piety, and you, Clemency, I adore. We who have obtained your aid owe you everlasting gratitude for your healing power. But the multitudes whom their innate hatred of yourself deprives of your succor, are equally estranged from God himself, and know not that the very cause of their life and being, and that of all the ungodly, is connected with the rightful worship of him who is Lord of all: for the world itself is his, and all that it contains.