Slik leste jeg i dag til Matutin på festen for den hellige Martin av Tours:
Martin, born in Sabaria at Pannonia, was ten years old, when against his parents’ wishes he went to a Church and asked to be enrolled the catechumens. At fifteen he enlisted as soldier, and served first in the army of Constantius, and then in that of Julian. At eighteen, when he had given part of his cloak to a poor man at Amiens, he was strenghten by a wonderful apparition of Jesus Christ an eagerly received baptism. Then leaving the military life, he was received among the acolythes of Hilary, the bishop of Poitiers. Later made bishop of Tours, he built a monastery, where with eighty monks he lived in a most holy way for some time. When he was seized with severe fever at Candes, a village of his diocese, he had pity on his disciples, and thus prayed to God: «Lord, I am still necessary for your people, I will not refuse the labor.» Shortly after, when death was imminent, the enemy of mankind appeared him. «Why are you here, cruel beast?», said Martin. «You will find no deadly sin in me.» With those words he gave back his soul to God at the age od eighty one, famous for many miracles.