“Our Creator who are aware of the sick state of my nature,
hold back from me the violence of the adversary;
beat off from my limbs the upsurge of sin;
cause its heat to abate from my heart, proffer the hand of healing to my soul’s prostrate state;
bind up my inner senses with the bandage of the Cross;
increase in me abundance of the love for You that comes from insight into the Crucified One;
draw my mind inwards with the hidden things of the mysteries which (the Cross) bears;
fix within me a remembrance of the humility of Your beloved (Son); increase within me wonder at your dispensation for me.”
Isaac of Nineveh