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.

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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.

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If I have any worth, it is to live my life for God.

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I am imperfect in many things, nevertheless I want my brethren and kinsfolk to know my nature so that they may be able to perceive my soul's desire.

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I pray to God to give me perseverance and to deign that I be a faithful witness to Him to the end of my life for my God.

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If I have any worth, it is to live my life for God so as to teach these peoples; even though some of them still look down on me.

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I am Patrick, a sinner, most uncultivated and least of all the faithful and despised in the eyes of many.

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For after chastisement from God, and recognizing him, our way to repay him is to exalt him and confess his wonders before every nation under heaven.

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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.

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Never trust a dog to watch your food.

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