Perhaps you could try getting your mind to focus on this other bit of Gerald Manley Hopkins, which is a nice antidote to the Felix Randal lines:

No wonder of it: sheer plod makes plough down sillion
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion

I think you could easily match GMH for volume of 'sheer plod' these days, though hopefully not for the depression!