As He for us became a child, let us become childlike for Him.
Let us put on the garments of infancy and the shoes of peace.

_For the Lord hath reigned; He is clothed with beauty: the Lord is clothed with strength and hath girded Himself.

He hath established the world which shall not be moved: His throne is prepared from of old.

He is from everlasting.

Rejoice greatly then, O daughter of Zion, shout for joy, O daughter of Jerusalem; behold thy King cometh, to thee, the Holy One, the Saviour of the world._ It will be time, then, to suffer by and bye, when the Prince of this world cometh upon the Prince of Heaven.
So Percy mused, standing apart in his gorgeousness, striving to make himself little and simple.