In the morning, I will begin a new hymn in your praise.

My Jesus, good night, the bell is calling me to sleep. My Jesus, you see that I am dying of longing for the salvation of souls; good night, my Bridegroom, I am glad that I am one day closer to eternity, and when you, Jesus, allow me to wake up in the morning, I will begin a new hymn in Your praise.

(Faustina Kowalska /1905–1938/, Diary II/679)