I Prayed In The Woods And On

And There I Saw In The Night The Vision Of A Man....coming As It Were From Ireland, With Countless Letters. And He Gave Me One Of Them, And I Read The Opening Words Of The Letter, Which Were, The Voice Of The Irish...and As I Read The Beginning Of The Letter I Thought That At The Same Moment I Heard Their Voice - They Were Those Beside The Wood Of Voclut, Which Is Near The Western Sea - And Thus Did They Cry Out As With One Mouth: We Ask Thee, Boy, Come And Walk Among Us Once More.

If I Have Any Worth, It Is To Live My Life For God So As To Teach These Peoples; Even Though Some Of Them Still Look Down On Me.

I Am Certain In My Heart That All That I Am, I Have Received From God.

I Prayed In The Woods And On The Mountain, Even Before Dawn. I Felt No Hurt From The Snow Or Ice Or Rain.

If I Be Worthy, I Live For My God To Teach The Heathen, Even Though They May Despise Me.