O My soul

Clothe thyself in poverty'

Consider not O my soul for what thy body is to wear or what it is to eat, take thy bread and shod thy feet. Clothe thyself in poverty', then thou shalt not long for any one thing, but possesssing thyself thou shalt possesss everthing. If the whole world thy heart could possess, what would it all be, if thy own heart was not at rest, O my soul be at peace