Prayers are a string of words which meld together feelings of humility and love as well as expressions of desire and healing. When articulated with a feeling of introspection, they rejuvenate and give strength. Chant the prayers and then let them go, knowing that they are out their doing their work.
Ancient Sanskrit Prayer:
Aum sarveshaam swastir bhavatu, Sarveshaam shantir bhavatu
May wellness be with all; may peace be with all
Sarveshaam poornam bhavatu, Sarveshaam mangalam bhavatu
May Wholeness be with all, may good fortune be with all
Sarve bhavantu sukhinah, Sarve santu niraamayaah
May all be happy, May all be free from disabilities
Sarve bhadraani pashyantu, Maakaschit duhkha bhaag bhavet, Aum.
May all look to the good of others; May none suffer painful fortunes.
Traditional Chant of the above is as below
... and here is a contemporary version by Tina Turner
The Heroes Prayer
Sing songs that none have sung,
Think thoughts that never in mind have rung,
Walk in paths that none have trod,
Weep tears as none have shed for God,
Give peace to all whom none other Gave,
Claim him your own who’s everywhere disclaimed,
Love all with love that none have felt
And brave the Battle of life with Strength unchained.
(Swami Vivekananda)
Come, Come, Whoever you are
Ours is not a caravan of despair!
Even though you have broken your promise perhaps ten thousand times
Yet come again, come again,
Whoever you are whoever you are,
Come Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving,
Ours is not a caravan of despair !
(Attributed to Rumi, c AD 1273)

Cast All Your Votes For Dancing
I know the voice of depression
Still calls to you.
I know those habits that can ruin your life
Still send their invitations.
But you are with the Friend now
And look so much stronger.
You can stay that way
And even bloom!
Keep squeezing drops of the Sun
From your prayers and work and music
And from your companions' beautiful laughter.
Keep squeezing drops of the Sun
From the sacred hands and glance of your Beloved
And, my dear,
From the most insignificant movements
Of your own holy body.
Learn to recognize the counterfeit coins
That may buy you just a moment of pleasure,
But then drag you for days
Like a broken man
Behind a farting camel.
You are with the Friend now.
Learn what actions of yours delight Him,
What actions of yours bring freedom
And Love.
Whenever you say God's name, dear pilgrim,
My ears wish my head was missing
So they could finally kiss each other
And applaud all your nourishing wisdom!
O keep squeezing drops of the Sun
From your prayers and work and music
And from your companions' beautiful laughter
And from the most insignificant movements
Of your own holy body.
Now, sweet one,
Be wise.
Cast all your votes for Dancing!
~ Hafiz ~
(I Heard God Laughing - Renderings of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky)