Upon a unknown face in a crowd

O beautiful divine being

Grace me with your presence!

Let your divine mercy

Bestow upon the small

And unimportant

A ray of hope

To be

As good as thee

Queen Empress

Crowned in triumph

Soaked in glory

You sit upon your golden throne

All-knowing all-wise

Above all the petty trials

With which life plagues us others

Mercy! I cry Mercy!

You look my way

One brief glance

Then vanish

Into a street