My God, My Adored One
My King My Desire
What tongue can voice my thanks to thee?
I was heedless, thou didst awaken me
I had turned back from thee
Thou didst graciously aid me to turn towards thee
I was as one dead
Thou didst quicken me
With the water of life
I was withered, thou didst revive me
With a heavenly stream of thine utterance
Which hath flowed forth from the pen of the All Merciful
O Divine Providence
All existence is begotten by thy bounty
Deprived not of the waters of thy generosity
Neither do thou witholdeth from the ocean of thy mercy
I beseech thee to aid and assist me at all times
And under all conditions
And seek from the heaven of thy grace
Thine ancient favor
Thou art in truth the Lord of Bounty
And the sovereign of the kingdom of Eternity
My God, My Adored One
My King My Desire
What tongue can voice my thanks to thee?