You are peace,

The mild peace,

You are longing

And what stills it.

I consecrate to you

Full of pleasure and pain

As a dwelling here

My eyes and heart.

Come live with me,

And close

quietly behind you

the gates.

Drive other pain

Out of this breast

May my heart be full

With your pleasure.

The tabernacle of my eyes

by your radiance

alone is illumined,

O fill it completely!