She rested her elbow on her knee, easy pose, though her heart was hammering away fit to take her breath: thank gods for the incense that masked the sweat.
2010, Moira J. Moore, Heroes Return, New York: Ace Books, Chapter Thirteen, p. 145,[2]
There were no docked boats yet, but one was rowing up to the shore, and Taro was in it. Sitting up and unsupported, thank gods. I breathed a deep sigh of relief.