LET ME NOT pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be fearless in facing them. Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain but for the heart to conquer it. Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield but to my own strength. Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved but hope for the patience to win my freedom. Grant me that I may not be a coward, feeling your mercy in my success alone; but let me find the grasp of your hand in my failure.
HOLD THY FAITH firm, my heart, the day will dawn. The seed of promise is deep in the soil, it will sprout. Sleep, like a bud, will open its heart to the light, and the silence will find its voice. The day is near when thy burden will become thy gift, and thy sufferings will light up thy path.