“O Allah, I am Your slave, and the son of Your male slave, and the son of your female slave. My forelock is in Your Hand (i.e. you have complete & total control over me). Your Judgment is fulfilling itself in me, and Your Decree concerning me is absolutely just. I ask You by every Name by which You have called Yourself, and every name that You have revealed in Your Book, every name that You have taught any one of Your creation, and any names that You have kept hidden in Your own vast unseen knowledge, that You make the Qur'an the spring rain of my heart, and the light of my chest, that it dispels my sadness & grief [over what has passed], and removes any of my worry [about the future] or anxiety [about the present].”

And no one ever says this without God removing his grief and replacing it with joy.