These mysteries cannot be taught; the secret lies in faith. What sustains them, they say, is their faith in the invisible God.
Fifth Chorus of Wanderers
We wander adown the road of suffering,
Through our trials we are purified,
Everlastingly vanquished, and everlastingly overthrown,
For ever enslaved, for ever enfranchised,
Unceasingly broken and unceasingly renewed,
The mock and the sport of all nations on earth.
We wander through the eternities,
A remnant, a remnant,