Let me raise up my hands to you.
Not in despair but in prayer
for the lowly and humble,
for the weary who stumble and fall
in out of the night.
 
To the borders of faith
you lead me
where I can give you my nothingness,
where you can serve.
And even though
I don’t understand,
I become you forsaken,
your hill of night,
the darkness and light of it all
for you
so that you can draw up through me
the cries of all
to pour out the love of God
for the people,
the people,
the people,
the people,
the people,
all the people of the earth.
 
Sic fiat voluntas,
sic fiat voluntas,
Sic fiat voluntas tua.
 
Magnificat anima mea Dominum;
Et exultavit spiritus meus 
in Deo salutari meo.