I loved You, and Your love flowed like a river that overflows
Is my heart a sea? How, O Lord, can my heart contain Your pouring love?
I adored Your face, and it inclined toward me, illumining my face
I lost my mind to the fire of Your love, and the direction of the people of the way went astray from me.
To which god shall I betake myself if I do not find the way to You?
Is the way to You, perhaps, my heart? In it I meet Your wondrous face
Light my path in You; are You not the light, and You the way?
I walked on my way, and Your cross appeared; beneath the cross Your blood flowing.
I touched Your cross, and my palm blossomed.
I love You and I fear Your forsaking me, for I have no beloved intercessor besides You.
My life has been lost; shall I find, in Your hands, a life to replace it?