Psalms to Jesus
Let me be worthy of thy bride-chambers that are full of Light.
Jesus Christ, receive me into thy bride-chambers,
thou my Saviour. The body of death which . . . . . .
I have killed it, I have made it keep far from my members . . . . . .
indeed put me to shame. I am a maiden unspotted and holy.
Let me see thy image , my holy Father, which I saw
before the world was created, before the Darkness
presumed to stir up envy against thy Aeons.
Because of it I became a stranger to my kingdom,
I severed its root, I went up victoriously on high.
Purify me, my bridegroom, o Saviour, with thy waters
. . . . . . that are full of grace.