At difficult moments in lifeIf my soul is oppressed by grief:
A prayer so true then comes again
And my heart it knowingly repeats.There is abundant strength
That comes with the vitality of words.
Though inexplicable how it breathes
A holy joy returns.Doubt, like a burden, falls from the soul
How far it’s removed from me —
Returns the believing and joyful weeping,
And all so readily, so readily . . .—Mikhail Lermontov