Beloved of my soul, Merciful Father,
Draw your servant after your will
Your servant would run swift as a deer,
To kneel before Your splendor
For Your love is sweeter to him,
Than honey nectar and all pleasing savor

Exalted Glorious Beautiful Light of the World,

My soul is love-sick for You

Please My God, please heal her,

By showing her the beauty of Your radiance

Then she will be strengthened and healed,

And be Your maidservant forever

Ancient One arouse Your mercy,
Spare the son of Your beloved friend
For he has a long time longed,
To behold the magnificence Your might
Please My God My Heart's Delight,
Oh come quickly do nor forsake me

Reveal Yourself my dearest,

And spread over me Your canopy of peace

Let the earth be illuminated with Your glory,

Let us be delighted and rejoice in You

Make haste my beloved for the time has come,

Show me Your favor as in the days of old

(Translation of the original test from the Piyyut website.)