I fell asleep, and you were with me.
In the night, over me you watched.

Through difficult labors, you sang sweet melodies to buoy my spirits.
Now, when I wake, here you are again, sitting on a cushion beside me.
You never left, neither will you abandon me today.
O solace, today will bring yet more of you, sweet Lord.
I shall be grateful; let me do your will.
(Letter #2,548)
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