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I Am Not Ignorant Of What Is Said Of My Lord In The Psalm: "you Destroy Those Who Speak A Lie." And Again: "a Lying Mouth Deals Death To The Soul." And Likewise The Lord Says In The Gospel: "on The Day Of Judgment Men Shall Render Account For Every Idle Word They Utter."

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.

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.

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 Have Any Worth, It Is To Live My Life For God.