Oh You, Straying Heart, Just

From The Distance You Only See My Light; Come Closer And You Will Know That I Am You.

When You Resolve To Become Pious, The Devil In Your Nature Cries Out At You, "tread Not Those Paths, O Confused One; Distress And Poverty Will Overcome You. You Will Be Despised, Let Down By Friends, You Will Regret It." Dread Of The Devil Has Bound Their Souls; The Cries Of The Devil Are The Drover Of The Damned; The Call Of The Lord Is A Guardian Of The Saints.

What Was Said To The Rose That Made It Open, Was Said To Me, Here In My Chest.

For Sixty Years I Have Been Forgetful Every Minute, But Not For A Second Has This Flowing Toward Me Stopped Or Slowed.

The Undisciplined Man Doesn't Wrong Himself Alone- He Sets Fire To The Whole World.