Letter 76

Cyprian of CarthageNemesianus and Other Martyrs in Mines|c. 257 AD|cyprian carthage
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Cyprian to Nemesianus, Felix, Lucius, Felix, Litteus, Polianus, Victor, Jader, and Dativus, his fellow bishops, and to his fellow presbyters and deacons, and to the rest of the brothers in the mines — martyrs of God the Father Almighty, and of Jesus Christ our Lord, and of God our Preserver — eternal greetings.

Your glory, most blessed and beloved brothers, ought by right to be visited in person: I should come to you, see you, embrace you. But the place assigned to me — my own banishment for the sake of the confession of the Name — prevents it. And so, in the manner available to me, I bring myself into your presence. Though I cannot come to you in body, I come in love and in spirit through this letter, and in that spirit I exult with joy in your virtues and your praise — counting myself a partner in them, though not in bodily suffering, yet in the fellowship of love.

Could I stay silent and check the voice within me, when I learn such great and glorious things about my dearest friends — things with which the divine condescension has honored you? Some of you have already gone before, completing your martyrdom, to receive from the Lord the crown of your merit. Others remain in the prison's depths, or in the mines and in chains — demonstrating, in the very length of their punishment, a greater example for the strengthening and arming of the brothers, adding to the weight of their honor through the prolonged duration of their trial.

Blessed are those bonds that divine hands have fastened on you! Blessed are those chains, bound fast with the saving witness of the blood of Christ! Blessed are those limbs that endure these trials for Christ's sake, and through them have become temples of God and holy instruments of the divine indwelling!

Among all else that is glorious and excellent in your confession, I am struck by this: that you have set aside the differences of rank that sometimes divide men in the Church, and have been united in a common glory of suffering. Bishops are in the mines with presbyters; deacons with laymen; and this brotherhood of trial is itself a proclamation of the one faith, the one love, the one Church of Christ.

What are chains and dungeons to men such as you? They are thrones. What is darkness to men whose hearts carry the eternal light? What is hard labor to men who rest in the promise of Christ? Your eyes, which have turned away from the world, have become worthy of seeing God. Your hands, which refused the vile sacrifice, will receive from the Lord everything they have refused to give to idols.

I was with you in spirit when you confessed. I am with you now in the same spirit. Your bishop cannot come to the mines — but the mines have become, through you, more holy than any cathedral.

Modern English rendering for readability. See the 19th-century translation or original Latin/Greek for scholarly use.

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