Spare Me Through Your Mercy, Do Not

A Prayer Of Anselm My God, I Pray That I May So Know You And Love You That I May Rejoice In You. And If I May Not Do So Fully In This Life Let Me Go Steadily On To The Day When I Come To That Fullness . . . Let Me Receive That Which You Promised Through Your Truth, That My Joy May Be Full.

It Is, Therefore, Not Proper For God Thus To Pass Over Sin Unpunished.

I Have Written The Little Work That Follows . . . In The Role Of One Who Strives To Raise His Mind To The Contemplation Of God And One Who Seeks To Understand What He Believes.

Disasters Teach Us Humility.

God Often Works More By The Life Of The Illiterate Seeking The Things That Are God's, Than By The Ability Of The Learned Seeking The Things That Are Their Own.