" Lord, how much juice you can squeeze from a single grape. How much water you can draw from a single well. How great a fire you can kindle from a tiny spark. How great a tree you can grow from a tiny seed. My soul is so dry that by itself it cannot pray ; Yet you can squeeze from it the juice of a thousand prayers. My soul is so parched that by itself it cannot love ; Yet you can draw from it boundless love for you and for my neighbour. My soul is so cold that by itself it has no joy ; Yet you can light the fire of heavenly joy within me. My soul is so feeble that by itself it has no faith ; Yet by your power my faith grows to a great height. thank you for prayer, for love, for joy, for faith ; Let me always be prayerful, loving, joyful, faithful." Guigo the Carthusian