O Lady, I have cried to thee, hear me: incline unto my prayer and to my
Let my supplication be directed as incense before thy face: both in the
time of the evening sacrifice and in the morning.
Let not my heart turn aside into spiteful words: and let not the thought of
wickedness upset my mind.
Make me submissive to the good pleasure of thy heart: and let me be
conformed to thy actions.
With the sword of understanding pierce my heart: and with the dart of
charity inflame my mind.
Glory be to the Father, etc.