Prayer finds its source in God's holiness and it is at the same time our response to this holiness. — John Paul II, Gift and Mystery: On the fifteth anniversary of my priestly ordination
Prayer finds its source in God's holiness and it is at the same time our response to this holiness. — John Paul II, Gift and Mystery: On the fifteth anniversary of my priestly ordination
Prayer finds its source in God's holiness and it is at the same time our response to this holiness. — John Paul II, Gift and Mystery: On the fifteth anniversary of my priestly ordination
Prayer finds its source in God's holiness and it is at the same time our response to this holiness. — John Paul II, Gift and Mystery: On the fifteth anniversary of my priestly ordination
Prayer finds its source in God's holiness and it is at the same time our response to this holiness. — John Paul II, Gift and Mystery: On the fifteth anniversary of my priestly ordination
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Prayer finds its source in God's holiness and it is at the same time our response to this holiness.

— John Paul II, Gift and Mystery: On the fifteth anniversary of my priestly ordination
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