1. With my humiliating stance, not your great pride,
With a secret I do not fully comprehend,

2. With my bowed head, confessing my lowliness,
With outstretched hands, I implore your kindness and mercy,

3. With your beautiful names, some of whose greatness
Would overwhelm prose and verse,

4. With an ancient covenant, was I not your Lord?
With the one who was unknown, made known by names,

5. Give us the draught of intimacy, O You who, when You give
A lover to drink, neither cheats nor is stingy.