O! You divine, dawn of knowledge,
become my dream, comely vision:
a stream of joy

When, bereft of reason, lost in ignorance,
your help sufficed to find my path:
a lease of life

Supreme symbol of thought, of morals,
essence, immanent presence,
absorb me into your ocean of bliss

You’re everlasting king, lord of universe,
where man dwells in habitual peace
of sustaining grace

Ultimate, imperishable cause, my Lord,
let me be awake to beauty,
an imperial cosmic consciousness

Comely divine babe, the celestial prince,
with charming peacock feather on hair,
silent, smile you in innocence.