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Clarence! Clarence! Help me, Clarence! Get me back! Get me back, I don't care what happens to me! Get me back to my wife and kids! Help me Clarence, please! Please! I wanna live again. I wanna live again. Please, God, let me live again.
I pray Thee, strengthen me, o God. Strengthen me only this once. [...] My eyes have seen Thy glory, o God. Now let me die with my enemies.
Almighty and most merciful Father, we humbly beseech Thee of Thy great goodness to restrain this immoderate weather with which we have had to contend. Grant us fair weather for battle. Graciously harken to us as solders who call upon Thee that, armed with Thy power, we may advance from victory to victory, and crush the oppression and wickedness of our enemies, and establish Thy justice among men and nations. Amen.
Black Arrow! You've never failed me, and I've always recovered you. I had you from my father, and he from of old. If ever you came from the forges of the true King under the Mountain, go now and speed well!
Lord, we are innocent... but not in our hearts. To hold her once in my arms, I would sacrifice everything. Honor. Truth. My sacred trust. God... save me from myself, purge me of this love... so that I can defend her. I fight against myself.
Crom... I have never prayed to you before. I have no tongue for it. No one, not even you, will remember if we were good men or bad... why we fought, or why we died. All that matters is that two stood against many. That's what's important! Valor pleases you, Crom... so grant me one request. Grant me revenge! And if you do not listen, then to hell with you!
Blade with whom I have lived, blade with whom I now die, serve right and justice one last time, seek one last heart of evil, still one last life of pain... cut well old friend, and then farewell.
Lord, make me a great composer. Let me celebrate Your glory through music and be celebrated myself. Make me famous through the world, dear God. Make me immortal. After I die, let people speak my name forever with love for what I wrote. In return, I will give You my chastity, my industry, my deepest humility, every hour of my life, Amen.
Help us, o Lord, that she (the land) which is thrown in the dust, rises from it. That she which is disunited, unites. That she which is blinded, gains a sight. That she which is murdered, tortured and burned, she which is slaughtered, crushed and crucified, she which is buried in known and unknown tombs, and from all her graves and torments resurrected... the whole Serbia gathers under one crown.
Tomorrow we goes into battle. So Lordy, let me fight with the rifle in one hand and the Good Book in the other. So that if I may die at the muzzle of the rifle... die on water, or on land, I may know that you blessed Jesus almighty are with me... and I will have no fear.
Dear God, make me a bird. So I could fly far. Far far away from here.
Our Father, which art in heaven... hallowed be Thy name, Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, in Earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive them that respass against us. Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. [Rebecca is hanged] For Thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory, [Martha is ganged] forever and ever... [John is hanged]
With the sting of the whip on my shoulder, with the salt of my sweat on my brow, Elohim, God on high, can You hear Your people cry? Help us now, in this dark hour... Deliver us, hear our call! Deliver us, Lord of all, remember us, here in this burning sand! Deliver us, there's a land You promised us! Deliver us to the Promised Land! Deliver us, hear our prayer! Deliver us from despair, these years of slavery grow too cruel to stand! Deliver us, there's a land you promised us! Deliver us out of bondage and... deliver us to the Promised Land! Deliver us, send a shepherd to shepherd us, and deliver us to the Promised Land!
Lo there do I see my father. Lo there do I see my mother, my sisters and my brothers. Lo there do I see the line of my people, back to the beginning. Lo, they do call me, they bid me take my place among them... in the halls of Valhalla, where the brave may live... forever.
No. I want her to be happy, no matter what that means. I want her to find someone who will treat her with all the love she deserved from me. I want her to meet someone who will see her always as I do now, through Your eyes.
O Lord and Sustainer, Holy King, You punish, but do not mortify. You support those who fall and uplift those who fell. You remove our bodily sufferings. I beg You, o Lord, grant Your mercy unto Your ill servant Ivan, and forgive him his trespasses, willing and unwilling. O Lord, let Your divine healing power touches upon his body and relieve him of his fever, soothe his pain and weaknesses. Be the healer of Your servant, Ivan, lift him safe and sound from his bed of sickness and suffering. Introduce him to Your holy church, so that he may fulfill Your will, because Yours is to give us grace and salvation, and Yours is the glory, in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost, for ever and ever, Amen. Glory be to You, our God. O Lord, help poor Vanya... heal his little leg. Lord Almighty, help us feeble ones. Glory be to You, God. I trust in You, o Lord... help us.
I see you, Brother, and thank you. Your spirit goes with Eywa, your body stays behind to become part of the People.
Hear me, Father. Rise up, defend me. Save me from the traps they set for me. Do You really believe, that one man can bear the full burden of sin? Shelter me, o Lord. I trust in You. In You I take refuge. No one man can carry this burden, I tell You. It is far too heavy. Saving their souls is too costly. No one. Ever. No. Never. Father, you can do all things. If it is possible, let this chalice pass from me... But let Your will be done... not mine.
Dear Lord, thank You for giving me strength and conviction to complete the task You entrusted to me. Thank You for guiding me straight and true through the many obstacles in my path, and for keeping me resolute when all around seemed lost. Thank You for Your protection and for Your many signs along the way. Thank You for the good that I may have done. I am so sorry about the bad. Thank You for the friend I made. Please, watch over her as You watched over me. Thank You for finally allowing me to rest. I am so very tired. But I go now to my rest at peace... knowing that I have done right with my time on this earth. I fought the good fight. I finished the race. I kept the faith.
God? I give myself to You. I am Your vessel. Whatever comes, I want to know. Show me.
I'm gonna die, aren't I God? I know we're all gonna die... we're all gonna die. But I'm gonna die today! Funny that You ought to know. But the thing is I'm still scared… I'm really scared. Nobody will mourn for me; no one will pray for my soul. Will You mourn for me? Will You pray for me? Or is it too late? I mean, I'd pray for myself but I've never prayed in my life. Nobody ever taught me how. Nobody ever taught me how.
God, please guide me. Tell me what to do. I hate you God! I'm sorry I said that. It just seems so unfair, God. Other people have goodness, they have good things, they have love and tenderness, people who care about their lives. Not humiliated at every turn. Other people have things, God, even the starving children in Africa, even their parents love them. Why was I so unlucky, to have my soul born into this disgusting me? This ugly face, this hair that doesn't comb, and this dumb idiotic personality? Other people stare at me, God, I can tell. They are amazed at how something so stupid and idiotic can even exist! Why am I that? Please. God. I just want this one thing, I'll ask for one thing, I'll never ask for anything ever again. Please. Let Sarah be my Sarah again.
