O High One, none is like You in Your sublime height,
O You who keeps the promise to the servant in solitude.

Deeply mindful of us, You watch over and guard our state,
Ever-Kind, You heal the heart after it has been laid bare.

O You who sees me in the hidden and what is even more concealed,
Most Merciful to us, hastening Your generosity and grace.

So purify my heart from every blameworthy trait,
And erase even an atom's weight of pride, so that it vanishes.

That I may meet You on the Day of Meeting with my natural purity,
Pure, through Your All-Merciful essence... attaining what I sought to gain.