That I may receive Thy gift of silentness
And be redeemed,
Will Thou not grant me
Thine Grace Immense
And infusing Divine Light into me
Drive away the darkness of my soul?
Thou, the Pervasive Lord Supreme
Whom the devotees
That have crossed the jungle of Pasa
Seek and cling to.
Thou, the God Divine
That danceth in the arena of Void!
The ambrosia sweet that cloyeth never!
