Let your grace, my only Lord, forever be my only guide;
Lead me not by any path that leads not to where You abide.
Sever my relations with whoever is apart from You;
Confidants to me, too, make, those blessed in whom You confide.
Resolutely let my faith proceed along that thoroughfare
Over which the Holy Law shall guide my progress stride by stride.
Though alas, no deed Ive ever done is such as You deserve,
Yet, I know, Your justice will requite the hopes my acts belied.
Fear and error, these are what perturb me so! My hope is that
Pardon and indulgence wont, of You great mercy, be denied.
What is meet me I know not; Youre the Judge. I only ask
That it be meet to You, also, whatsoever you decide.
Anything that You desire I Likewise am desirous of.
God forbid I should conceive a purpose, leaving You aside!
Keep me not o captive, like Fuzuli, caged by my desires;
Grant, O Lord, a way of immolation that shall lead outside!
(Translated by John R. Walsh, 101 Poems by 101 Poets An Anthology of Turkish Poetry)