O Lord, You are my Lord and my God, yet I have never seen You. You have created and redeemed me, and have conferred on me all my goods, yet I know You not. I was created in order that I might know You, but I have not yet attained the goal of my creation. I confess, O Lord, and give You thanks, that You have created me in Your image, so that I might be mindful of You and contemplate You and love You. I seek not to understand in order that I may believe; rather, I believe in order that I may understand. I am desperate for Your love, Lord. My heart is aflame with fervent passion. When I remember the good things You have done, my heart burns with desire to embrace You. I thirst for You; I hunger for You; I long for You; I sigh for You. I am jealous of Your love. The joy of my heart turns to dust. My happy laughter is reduced to ashes. I want You. I hope for You. My soul is like a widow, bereft of You. Turn to me, and see my tears. Come now, Lord, and I will be comforted. Show me Your face, and I shall be saved. Enter my room, and I shall be satisfied. Reveal Your beauty, and my joy will be complete.