“O loving God! I am a young child, a suppliant, a…”
“O loving God! I am a young child, a suppliant, a
captive. Be Thou my refuge, my support, my protector.
I am in distress: give me the means of tranquility.
I am needy: bestow upon me the treasure of
the Kingdom. I am dead: give me the Spirit of Life.
I am weak: favor me with power and strength, so that
I may be a maid-servant in Thy Threshold, with perfect
purity and sanctity; sacrifice myself unto Thee, be
quit of myself and seek Thee, walk in the path of Thy
good pleasure, speak Thy secret and witness the signs
of Thy Oneness wherever I look. O God! Make
me ablaze, like unto the fire of Thy love, and make me
free from attachment to this mortal world, until I find
the peace of soul and the rest of conscience.
“Thou art the Powerful, the Mighty! Thou art the
Hearer, the Seer!”