Have you already set gears in motion that will move away the obstacles and make for safe passage? Can none interfere with the clockwork of the world?
Forces are arrayed in my favor, and I am no more remarkable than any of my neighbors. We thus all have wind at our backs.
We will not be stymied; the blocks will crumble just when it must be so. The bridge will appear just when needed.
We glide on your cushion of miracles, Lord, insensible of how vast are your efforts. Is this not grace that apprehends us?