It is to His heart I must look for the source of that affection, and for the fountain of those tears. If He pours forth the prayer of God in the mountain pass at night, or lays His weary head on the stone for a pillow, it is His heart that prays, loves, and labors for me; His heart watches while He sleeps.
-- Rev. Edward Murphy, SJ
With Grateful Acknowledgement for the Intercession of . . .
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