He Who Believes Shall Be

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.

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 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 Grieve For You, How I Mourn For You, Who Are So Very Dear To Me, But Again I Can Rejoice Within My Heart, Not For Nothing Have I Labored, Neither Has My Exile Been In Vain.

Let Anyone Laugh And Taunt If He So Wishes. I Am Not Keeping Silent, Nor Am I Hiding The Signs And Wonders That Were Shown To Me By The Lord Many Years Before They Happened, Who Knew Everything, Even Before The Beginning Of Time.