— May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable to you, my Lord and my Redeemer.
I say this a lot, though not for reasons of piety. Rather, I recite this to myself for focus, to get through a difficult moment, to find calm, sometimes to escape great fear or pain. I suppose my use of this phase in this way somehow suggests that I believe God wants me to survive, find focus, escape great fear or pain; that my thinking thoughts that will help me to survive is more acceptable to Her than thoughts that might prevent my survival. But really I think I believe nothing. I only know from experience that it works. This prayer will help me survive.
Afterwards I lay on a beach, like this man, having arrived on the other side. The pain washes over us like waves, and then recedes with the tide, leaving us drained and maybe momentarily, free.