Deliver me, Lord, from this shadow of death, deliver me from so many trials,
deliver me from so many sufferings, deliver me from these many changes, from so many compliments that we are forced to receive while still living, from so many, many, many things that tire and weary me, that would tire anyone reading this if I mentioned them all. There's no longer anyone who can bear to live here. This weariness must come to me because I have to lived very badly, adn from seeing that the way I live now is still not the way I should live since I owe so much.
O my Lord and my God, deliver me now from all evil and be pleased to bring me to the place where all blessings are. (Way of Perfection 42:20).