Here they are. The Second part of the second part. The doc scanner is great but the OCR not the best.
Here is the .doc file. Easy to see the OCR mistakes.
https://george.livsey.info/wp-content/uploads/2024/09/StIsaac2b-doc.doc
Isaac Of Ninevah – Spiritual Discourses
In 1984 a Eastern Syriac Manuscript called “Spiritual Discourses and Other Works Of Mar Isaac of Ninevah” was found in the British Library. In 1994 the first four chapters were translated into Italian by P. Bettolio and subsequently the remaining chapters were translated in various languages including English. The English version of the second part is available as ISBN-13# 978-9068317091.
I found a copy of the first part in Italian at Zlibrary. I used a machine translation and given my limited knowledge of Italian and knowledge of Spanish corrected it as best I could.
The scholarly consensus seems to favor this as an authentic, heretofore unknown, work of St. Isaac of Ninevah subsequent to his well known work, The Spiritual Homilies.
The Lausiac History AudioBook
The following zip archive is an an AudioBook of The Lausiac History. It is a collection of mp3 files. This archive came from LibriVox and is public domain so distribute as you wish.
The Lausiac History is a seminal work archiving the Desert Fathers written in 419–420 AD by Palladius of Galatia, at the request of Lausus, chamberlain at the court of the Byzantine Emperor Theodosius II. Palladius was contemporaneous with such people as Origen of Alexandria and Evagrius Ponticus.
Download Zip FilePrayer For My Enemies
Bless my enemies, 0 Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.
Enemies have driven me into Your embrace more than friends have. Friends have bound me to earth, enemies have loosed me from earth and have demolished all my aspirations in the world.
Enemies have made me a stranger in worldly realms and an extraneous inhabitant of the world. Just as a hunted animal finds safer shelter than an un-hunted animal, so have I, persecuted by enemies, found the safest sanctuary, having ensconced myself beneath Your tabernacle, where neither friends nor enemies can slay my soul. Bless my enemies, 0 Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.
They, rather than I, have confessed my sins before the world.
They have flagellated me, whenever I have hesitated to flagellate myself.
They have tormented me, whenever I have tried to flee
They have scolded me, whenever I have flattered myself. They have spat upon me, whenever I have filled myself with arrogance.
Bless my enemies, 0 Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.
Whenever I have made myself wise, they have called me foolish.
Whenever I have made myself mighty, they have mocked me as though I were a dwarf.
Whenever I have wanted to lead people, they have shoved me into the background.
Whenever I have rushed to enrich myself, they have prevented me with an iron hand.
Whenever I thought that I would sleep peacefully, they have wakened me from sleep.
Whenever I have tried to build a home for a long and tranquil life, they have demolished it and driven me out.
Truly, enemies have cut me loose from the world and have stretched out my hands to the hem of Your garment.
Bless my enemies, 0 Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.
Bless them and multiply them; multiply them and make
them even more bitterly against me —
so that my fleeing to You may have no return;
so that all hope in men may be scattered like cobwebs; so that absolute serenity may begin to reign in my soul;
so that my heart may become the grave of my two evils twins: arrogance and anger;
so that I might amass all my treasure in heaven
ah, so that I may for once be freed from self-deception, which has entangled me in the dreadful web of illusory life.
Enemies have taught me to know — what hardly anyone knows — that a person has no enemies in the world except himself.
One hates his enemies only when he fails to realize that they are not enemies, but cruel friends.
It is truly difficult for me to say who has done me more good and who has done me more evil in the world: friends or enemies.
Therefore bless, 0 Lord, both my friends and my enemies.
A slave curses enemies, for he does not understand. But son blesses them, for he understands.
For a son knows that his enemies cannot touch his life Therefore he freely steps among them and prays to God for them.
Bless my enemies, 0 Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.
– St. Nikolaj Velimirović of Žiča
who labored in North America