I have no other helper than you, no other father,
I pray to you.
Only you can help me.
My present misery is too great.
Despair grips me, and I am at my wit's end.
O Lord, Creator, Ruler of the World, Father.
I thank you that you have brought me through.
How strong the pain was — but you were stronger.
How deep the fall was — but you were even deeper.
How dark the night was — but you were
the noonday sun in it.
You are our father, our mother, our brother,
and our friend.
— African prayer