"We can do nothing, we say sometimes, we can only pray. That, we feel, is a terribly precarious second-best. So long as we can fuss and work and rush about, so....."
"You created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I..."
"Dear Father, Give me the discipline to set something aside from my earnings every week to subsidize your work around the world. May I then administer..."
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