Bhagavad Gita 11.44
Therefore, I prostrate myself before You, O Lord! Most Adorable! I salute You, and I ask for Your blessing. Only You can be trusted to bear with me, like a father to a son, like a friend to a friend, and like a lover to his beloved.
तस्मात्प्रणम्य प्रणिधाय कायं
प्रसादये त्वामहमीशमीड्यम्।
पितेव पुत्रस्य सखेव सख्युः
प्रियः प्रियायार्हसि देव सोढुम्॥tasmātpraṇamya praṇidhāya kāyaṃ
prasādaye tvāmahamīśamīḍyam|
piteva putrasya sakheva sakhyuḥ
priyaḥ priyāyārhasi deva soḍhum||
English translation (above): Shri Purohit Swami (1935), public domain. Sanskrit text via github.com/gita/gita (Unlicense).