The Holy Ghost Must Here Be Our

God Creates Out Of Nothing. Therefore, Until A Man Is Nothing, God Can Make Nothing Out Of Him.

When My Heart Is Cold And I Cannot Pray As I Should I Scourge Myself With The Thought Of The Impiety And Ingratitude Of My Enemies, The Pope And His Accomplices And Vermin, And Zwingli, So That My Heart Swells With The Righteous Indignation And Hatred And I Can Say With Warmth And Vehemence: 'holy Be Thy Name, Thy Kingdom Come, Thy Will Be Done!' And The Hotter I Grow The More Ardent Do My Prayers Become.

Whilst A Man Is Persuaded That He Has It In His Power To Contribute Anything, Be It Ever So Little, To His Salvation, He Remains In Carnal Self-confidence; He Is Not A Self-despairer, And Therefore Is Not Duly Humbled Before God, He Believes He May Lend A Helping Hand In His Salvation, But On The Contrary, Whoever Is Truly Convinced That The Whole Work Depends Singly On The Will Of God, Such A Person Renounces His Own Will And Strength; He Waits And Prays For The Operation Of God, Nor Waits And Prays In Vain

Merit Is A Work For The Sake Of Which Christ Gives Rewards. But No Such Work Is To Be Found, For Christ Gives By Promise. Just As If A Prince Should Say To Me, "come To Me In My Castle, And I Will Give You A Hundred Florins." I Do A Work, Certainly, In Going To The Castle, But The Gift Is Not Given Me As The Reward Of My Work In Going, But Because The Prince Promised It To Me.

Grant That I May Not Pray Alone With The Mouth; Help Me That I May Pray From The Depths Of My Heart.