If thou shouldn'st never see my face again, pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.
~ from "Idylls of the King" by Alfred Tennyson
For this joy is close to you,
it is in you!
None of you has a spirit so heavy
nor an intelligence so feeble,
none of you is so far from God
not to be able to find this joy
in God.