1. I am Patrick, a sinner, a man of great ignorance, the last of the faithful, utterly despised by many. My father was Calpurnius, a deacon, son of the priest Potitus, from the village of Bonavem Tabernica. Not far from there, my father had a small villa, where I was captured. I was then about sixteen years old and did not yet know the true God. I was carried off into captivity to Ireland with many thousands of people—and quite deservedly so, for we had turned away from God, did not keep His commandments, and were disobedient to our priests, who constantly reminded us of salvation. And the Lord brought upon us the flames of His wrath and scattered us among the nations, even to the ends of the earth, where I now dwell, in my nothingness, as a stranger.







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