From "Paracelsus"

For God is glorified in man,

And to man's glory vowed I soul and limb.

Yet, constituted thus, and thus endowed, I failed.

I gazed on power till I grew blind...

What wonder if I saw no way to shun despair?

The power I sought seemed God's...

I learned my own deep error;

And what proportion love should hold

with power in man's right constitution;

Always preceding power,

And with much power, always, always much more love...