When faints the heart for sorrow, <br />In life's hard, darkened hour, <br />My spirit breathes a wondrous prayer <br />Full of love's inward power. <br /> <br />There is a might inspiring <br />Each consecrated word, <br />That speaks the inconceivable <br />And holy will of God. <br /> <br />The heavy load slips from my heart-- <br />Oppressing doubt takes flight, <br />The soul believes, the tears break forth-- <br />And all is light, so light!<br /><br />Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-prayer-13/
