O God replete with grace, O Thou the Lord All-Bountiful,
O Thou the knower of my mysteries, my heart, my soul!
O Divine Providence, O Thou the Ever-Forgiving! How am I to let loose my tongue in praise of Thee, and therewith extol and worship Thee? To give voice to any word in Thy praise is in itself to fall short, and to write anything is proof of ignorance in this most difficult matter.
My God, My God! I supplicate the kingdom of Thy mercy, I bow myself, in prayer, before the dominion of Thy sovereignty, and with a humble and contrite heart do I herewith call upon Thee, whilst turning to the court of Thy glory: O Lord, for this servant of Thine supplicating Thine exalted kingdom do Thou ordain healing; make him a sign amidst men of Thy mercy; and grant that he be purged of all affliction and malady, in such wise that he thank Thee for dispelling the darkness of sorrow, and for the bountiful effusion of Thy mercy, the abundance of Thy grace, the revelation of Thy compassion, and for healing every ill.
He is God
O my God, O Thou Who confirmest every just and equitable sovereignty in ever-abiding majesty, everlasting might, eternal continuance, inviolable stability, steadfastness and glory! By the bountiful effusion of Thy providential care, confirm every government that deals justly with its peoples, every sovereignty neath whose ensigns Thou shelterest the impoverished and the powerless.