Am onorat invitația, cu drag.
Thou, King of Peace, seest into the depths
of hearts and innermost parts. Thou
knowest my poverty and mindlessness. Thou
knowest my blindness and ignorance, but
Thou seest my hearts desire and my souls
sickness and sorrow are not hidden from Thee.
Hearken then unto my prayer, and by Thy Holy
Spirit direct me to the true land. Whenever
my corrupt will should lead me along strange
paths, then I pray Thee, SPARE ME NOT,
but by constraint bring me back to the path
of Thy Holy Commandments. By the power
of Thy Love, let me follow in Thy footsteps,
wherever Thou goest.
Protect me from every soul-destroying word
and deed, from every agitation of heart and
mind which may sorrow Thy Holy Spirit or
grieve my brother. Teach me what it is
fitting to say and how to fittingly say it. If
it be Thy will that I keep silent, give me the
sense to keep silent in the spirit of peace, not
like those who outrage or trouble my neighbor.
Order me in the ways of Thy statutes and
even until my last breath do not let me
deviate from the light of Thy commandments,
so that Thy commandments shall be the sole
law of all my being, both now and ever.
(Archimandrite Sophrony, MORNING PRAYER)