At Poltersberg, There Is A Lake Similarly

A Safe Stronghold Our God Is Still. A Trusty Shield And Weapon.

A Unjust Law, Is No Law At All.

What Is Our Death But A Night's Sleep? For As Through Sleep All Weariness And Faintness Pass Away And Cease, And The Powers Of The Spirit Come Back Again, So That In The Morning We Arise Fresh And Strong And Joyous; So At The Last Day We Shall Rise Again As If We Had Only Slept A Night, And Shall Be Fresh And Strong.

It Is As If A Wolf Devoured A Sheep And The Sheep Were So Powerful That It Transformed The Wolf And Turned Him Into A Sheep. So, When We Eat Christ's Flesh Physically And Spiritually, The Food Is So Powerful That It Transforms Us.

Here I Stand; I Can Do No Other.