O Lord, Almighty, aid me! Grains of sand
Their way inside me ceaselessly find
Afflictions provoke my widow heart
Harass me, vex me, pester and grind.
May your beautiful veil over
My soul drape, Thy Love wrap.
Forgive, hapless soul,
Pardon, evade the trap.
O, may resentment and anguish desert,
O, may my wounds be moulded to pearls.
Thy Grace, Redeemer, my soul of thorn
Heal, pray, aid me, suffer Thy nails.
Like Your Glory Resplendent on Cross,
Assist me, Redeemer, to die with Thee.
O, bless, sweet Jesus, restrain, impede
Prevent me an oyster barren to be!
THE PEARL: SEVEN HYMNS ON THE FAITH
By St. Ephraim of Syria — Translated by J.B. Morris
” …Shadowed forth in thy beauty is the beauty of the Son,
Who clothed Himself with suffering when the nails passed through Him.
The awl passed in thee since they handled thee roughly,
As they did His hands;
And because He suffered He reigned,
As by they sufferings thy beauty increased … “