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.'

How bitterly they despise me! just see how your sheep are torn apart and despoiled, and by those gangsters I have named, bound to the last man by the inimical …

Now you, Coroticus- and your gangsters, rebels all against Christ, now where do you see yourselves? You gave away girls like prizes: not yet women, but baptize…

Can it be out of the kindness of my heart that I carry out such a labor of mercy on a people who once captured me when they wrecked my father's house and carri…

There's a hope for every woe, And a balm for every pain, But the first joys of our heart Come never back again!

A boy's hunched body loved out of a stalk The first song of his happiness, and the song woke His heart to the darkness and into the sadness of joy.

It's so relieving to know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid It's so relaxing to hear you're asking wherever you get your way. It's so soothing to kno…