Everything Fell Away and I Left Myself Behind
I Saw God in Whom All Creatures Are Nothing
Let Perish the Day Wherein I Was Born
Without Seeing and without Knowing
Skrýtið (Prayer Rope, International League of Vigilantes)
A Fountain Flowing into Itself
All Created Beauty Seemed Deformed
And Yet the Menace of the Years Finds and Shall Find Me Unafraid
Annihilation of the False Self
Beyond This Place of Wrath and Tears Looms but the Horror of the Shade
Every Creature Is a Word of God
For They May Be Both Good and Evil
He Who Increases Knowledge Increases Sorrow
I Came to a Place Where No Light Shone
I Saw God in Whom All Creatures Are Nothing
In Torments, Thou Didst Prove to Be Courageous
It Came to Me Like a Thief in Stealth
Let Perish the Day Wherein I Was Born
My Sacrifice is a Broken Spirit
The Spirits and Mighty Powers Tremble
There Was Spoken to Me a Hidden Word
Thou Who Wast Terrifying, Both in Strength and Countenance