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.

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.

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.

Christ beside me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me.

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.

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

I prayed in the woods and on the mountain, even before dawn. I felt no hurt from the snow or ice or rain.