| One dark night |
| Fired with love’s urgent longings |
| Ah, the sheer grace |
| In the darkness |
| I went out unseen |
| My house being all now still |
| In the darkness |
| Secured by love’s secret ladder |
| Disguised |
| Oh, the sheer grace |
| In the darkness |
| And in my concealment |
| My house being all now still |
| On that glad night |
| In the secret, for no one saw me Nor did I see any other thing at all |
| With no other light to guide me Than the light burning in my heart |
| And this light guided me More surely than the light of the noon |
| To where he lay waiting for me Waiting for me Him I knew so well |
| In a place where no one else appeared |
| Oh guiding night |
| A light more lovely than the dawn |
| A night that has united |
| Ever now |
| The Lover now with his beloved |
| Transforming two now into one |
| Upon my flowering breast |
| There he lay sleeping |
| Which I kept for him alone |
| And I embraced him |
| And I caressed him |
| In a breeze blowing from the forest |
| And when this breeze blew in from the forest |
| Blowing back our hair |
| He wounded my soul |
| With his gentle hand |
| Suspending all my senses |
| I abandoned, forgetting myself |
| Laying my face on my Beloved |
| All things ceasing, I went out from myself |
| To leave cares |
| Forgotten with the lilies of the field |