Now the endless balance of the day’s long turmoil quenches,

Slakes my ever-lasting thirst for You

Never before dreamt of – or ever conjured it could be this real

So entirely close, within, without – you pervade me.

I earnestly beseech thee

To invade my wearisome soul

Perchance ascribe me a tangible role

I shall brandish your standard through all my life’s battles

And not rest till my heart meets Yours.