Christ, give me strength; your servant is not well.
The tongue that praised you is made silent,
Struck dumb by the pain of sickness.
I cannot bear not to sing your praises.
O, make me well again, make me whole,
That I may again proclaim your greatness.
Do not forsake me, I beseech you.
Let me return now to your service.
(Gregory of Nazianzus)