Where others see but the dawn coming over the hill, I see the soul of God shouting for joy.
For everything exists and not one sigh nor smile nor tear, one hair nor particle of dust, not one can pass away.
The fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion.
If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt, they'd immediately go out.
He who makes his law a curse, by his own law shall surely die.
To Mercy, Pity, Peace and Love All pray in their distress, And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness.