Into your soul's barren and lightless sky,
the Bright and Morning Star rose into it.
Thus illuminated, you abandoned the benches of
Caesar's receipts of custom, with records of indebtedness.
Summoned into the Holy Order of Apostolic Twelve
(which the evil one's own had infiltrated),
your life's remainder was spent in the service of
Jesus, Christ and God, Lover of mankind and of our souls;
and no longer the imperial propieties of Rome
administered locally by Pontius Pilate.
'Anthropos'