Shoot me as your arrow, O Lord;
Disannulling my aimlessness,
And the resulting heat,
In my spiritual day.
The entrance of a friend,
At times transforms my soul,
From languor into light,
But Lord it is you I long for.
You are the true light of life,
Focus your living light to my mind,
And to my path shine profoundly,
Banishing the fatigue of my life,.
Into the very recesses of my mind.
Enter, possess and stimulate;
Vanquishing all its encumbrances,
The weariness laid on my mind.