Come, Lord,
whom my soul has longed for
and longs for still.
Come, Solitary One, to this solitary,
for as you see, I am all alone. . . .
Come, for you have alienated me from all things
and made me be alone in this world.
Come, you who have become my desire
and have made me desire you, the Inaccessible One.
Come, my breath, my life.
Come consolation of my poor soul.
Come, my joy, my glory, my endless delight.
For I must give you all my thanks
for making yourself one with me in spirit.

-- Symeon the New Theologian