If Your Heart Were Sincere And Upright,

For Things That Worth Little Or Nothing We Care A Lot; And We Oversight What Is Necessary; Because Every Man Goes Towards The Exterior; And If He Doesn't Regain Consciousness Quickly, With Pleasure Remain Involved In It.

My God, Sweetness Beyond Words, Make Bitter All The Carnal Comfort That Draws Me From Love Of The Eternal And Lures Me To Its Evil Self By The Sight Of Some Delightful Good In The Present. Let It Not Overcome Me, My God. Let Not Flesh And Blood Conquer Me. Let Not The World And Its Brief Glory Deceive Me, Nor The Devil Trip Me By His Craftiness. Give Me Courage To Resist, Patience To Endure, And Constancy To Persevere. Give Me The Soothing Unction Of Your Spirit Rather Than All The Consolations Of The World, And In Place Of Carnal Love, Infuse Into Me The Love Of Your Name.

Trust Not To Your Feelings For Whatever They Might Be Now, They Will Quickly Be Changed Towards Some Other Thing.

Carefully Avoid In Yourself Those Things Which Distrub You In Others.

Wherever You Go, You Will Always Bear Yourself About With You, And So You Will Always Find Yourself.