May I be equal to Your hope of me.
If I am weak,
I ask that You send only what I can bear.
If I am strong,
may I shrink from no testing
that shall yield increase of strength
or win security for my spirit.
I trust in Thee, O Lord.
I say, ‘Thou art my God.’
My times are in Thy hand,
my times are in Thy hand.

St. Hilda

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