I Prayed In The Woods And On

I Am Patrick, A Sinner, Most Uncultivated And Least Of All The Faithful And Despised In The Eyes Of Many.

Christ In The Heart Of Every Man Who Thinks Of Me, Christ In The Mouth Of Everyone Who Speaks Of Me, Christ In Every Eye That Sees Me, Christ In Every Ear That Hears Me.

Before I Was Humiliated I Was Like A Stone That Lies In Deep Mud, And He Who Is Mighty Came And In His Compassion Raised Me Up And Exalted Me Very High And Placed Me On The Top Of The Wall.

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.

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.