If there be any thing a man might well pray against, that thing is the responsive gratification of some of the devoutest prayers of his youth.
Prayer draws us near to our own souls.
Father Mapple paused a little; then kneeling in the pulpit's bows, folded his large brown hands across his chest, uplifted his closed eyes, and offered a prayer so deeply devout that he seemed kneeling and praying at the bottom of the sea.