Prayer for Torah 22

Master of the World, have pity upon me. You know how much mercy my body needs for it is so very strong in its cravings for the things of this world that the body has become so distant from the soul such that the soul cannot radiate any of its perceptions to the body. Your good and holy intention in creating me and bringing me into this world was to enable me to perceive You in This World with the body and soul together. But I didn't have pity on my soul nor on Your honour nor the honour of the holy soul; I didn't strengthen myself against all the cravings of the body and its bad characteristics. The arrogance of my body has become so strong that it has no shame before the Holy One. I don't know what path or strategy or advice with which I can break the arrogance of the body. I don't even know how to start to fulfill the counsel of the tzaddikim. Master of the World, Master of the World, have pity on me for now I know no way other than to shout out to You at all times. In Your immense loving-kindness, save me from all the physical cravings of my body. Years have passed and I haven't even shouted out to You as I should have. The blemishes have grown stronger such that I didn't have the strength to shout out. I have no one to rely on other than You, my Father in Heaven. So, please have mercy upon me and save me, for the sake of my holy soul and Your great honour.