I Prayed In The Woods And On

Daily I Expect To Be Murdered Or Betrayed Or Reduced To Slavery If The Occasion Arises. But I Fear Nothing, Because Of The Promises Of Heaven.

I Am Patrick, Yes A Sinner And Indeed Untaught; Yet I Am Established Here In Ireland Where I Profess Myself Bishop. I Am Certain In My Heart That 'all That I Am,' I Have Received From God. So I Live Among Barbarous Tribes, A Stranger And Exile For The Love Of God.

That Which I Have Set Out In Latin Is Not My Words But The Words Of God And Of Apostles And Prophets, Who Of Course Have Never Lied. He Who Believes Shall Be Saved, But He Who Does Not Believe Shall Be Damned. God Has Spoken.

I Arise Today Through The Strength Of Heaven: Light Of Sun Brilliance Of Moon Splendor Of Fire Speed Of Lightning Swiftness Of Wind Depth Of Sea Stability Of Earth Firmness Of Rock.

I Pray To God To Give Me Perseverance And To Deign That I Be A Faithful Witness To Him To The End Of My Life For My God.