My God, I desire to love Thee perfectly,
With all my heart which Thou madest for Thyself,
With all my mind, which only Thou canst satisfy,
With all my soul, which feign would soar to Thee,
With all my strength, my feeble strength, which shrinks before so great a task and yet can choose naught else but spend itself in loving Thee.
Claim Thou my heart
Fill thou my mind
Uplift my soul and
Reinforce my strength,
That when I fail, Thou mayest succeed in me, and make me love Thee, perfectly.