In which also we all conversed in time past, in the desires of our flesh, fulfilling the will of the flesh and of our thoughts, and were by nature children of wrath, even as the rest:
A wild ass accustomed to the wilderness in the desire of his heart snuffed up the wind of his love: none shall turn her away. All that seek her shall not fail: in her monthly filth they shall find her.
I have not hid thy justice within my heart: I have declared thy truth and thy salvation. I have not concealed thy mercy and thy truth from a great council.