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And There I Saw In The Night The Vision Of A Man....coming As It Were From Ireland, With Countless Letters. And He Gave Me One Of Them, And I Read The Opening Words Of The Letter, Which Were, The Voice Of The Irish...and As I Read The Beginning Of The Letter I Thought That At The Same Moment I Heard Their Voice - They Were Those Beside The Wood Of Voclut, Which Is Near The Western Sea - And Thus Did They Cry Out As With One Mouth: We Ask Thee, Boy, Come And Walk Among Us Once More.

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

Christ In The Heart Of Every Man Who Thinks Of Me, Christ In The Mouth Of Everyone Who Speaks Of Me, Christ In Every Eye That Sees Me, Christ In Every Ear That Hears Me.

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.

Christ Be With Me, Christ Within Me, Christ Behind Me, Christ Before Me, Christ Beside Me, Christ To Win Me, Christ To Comfort Me And Restore Me, Christ Beneath Me, Christ Above Me, Christ In Quiet, Christ In Danger, Christ In Hearts Of All That Love Me, Christ In Mouth Of Friend And Stranger.