Beloved of the soul, merciful Father,

draw Your servant to Your will.

[Then] Your servant will run like a deer;

he will bow before Your splendor.

To him, Your affections will be sweeter

than the drippings of the honeycomb

and all [other pleasant] tastes.

Splendid, Beautiful, Radiance of the world,

my soul is lovesick for You.

I beseech You, Almighty, please, heal her

by showing her

the pleasantness of Your radiance.

Then she will be strengthened and healed

and she will have everlasting joy.

Ancient One—let Your mercy be aroused,

and please have pity upon Your beloved child;

for it is long that I have yearned

to behold soon the glory of Your strength.

These my heart has desired,

please have pity and do not conceal Yourself.

Reveal Yourself, please

and spread over me, my Beloved,

the shelter of Your peace,

let the earth be illuminated from Your glory,

we will exult and rejoice in You.

Hasten, show [us Your] love,

for the time has come,

and be gracious unto us as in days of old.