Against The Disease Of Writing One Must

Against The Disease Of Writing One Must Take Special Precautions, Since It Is A Dangerous And Contagious Disease.

Alone Thou Goest Forth, O Lord, In Sacrifice To Die; Is This Thy Sorrow Naught To Us Who Pass Unheeding By? Our Sins, Not Thine, Thou Bearest, Lord; Make Us Thy Sorrow Feel, Till Through Our Pity And Our Shame Love Answers Love's Appeal. This Is Earth's Darkest Hour, But Thou Dost Light And Life Restore; Then Let All Praise Be Given Thee Who Livest Evermore. Grant Us With Thee To Suffer Pain That, As We Share This Hour, Thy Cross May Bring Us To Thy Joy And Resurrection Power.

Are You Not Moved To Tears And Bitter Compassion, When You Behold The Only Son Of God Seized By The Most Impious, Dragged Away, Mocked, Scourged, Buffeted, Spit Upon, Crowned With Thorns, Hung Upon The Infamous Cross Between Two Thieves, Finally In Such A Horrible And Execrable Manner Suffering Death, For Your Salvation And That Of The World?

Nothing Can Be Believed Unless It Is First Understood; And That For Any One To Preach To Others That Which Either He Has Not Understood Nor They Have Understood Is Absurd.

The Purpose And Cause Of The Incarnation Was That He Might Illuminate The World By His Wisdom And Excite It To The Love Of Himself.