The Less I Pray, The

The Will Of Man Without Grace Is Not Free, But Is Enslaved, And That Too With Its Own Consent.

Angels Are Our True And Trusty Servants, Performing Offices And Works That One Poor Miserable Mendicant Would Be Ashamed To Do For Another.

The World Says Of Marriage: A Short Joy And A Long Displeasure. But He Who Understands It Finds In It Delight, Love, And Joy Without Ceasing.

Grace Remits Sin, And Peace Quiets The Conscience. Sin And Conscience Torment Us, But Christ Has Overcome These Fiends Now And Forever.

Ah, If I Could Only Pray The Way That Dog Looks At Meat.