1. I will be patient with fate and reckon it reward,
Until it sees other than what it had presumed,

2. And I will face whatever disasters come my way,
So troubles know that they cannot dismay me.

3. If misfortunes overtake me against my will,
My patience in distress will yet overcome them still.

4. Or if it drives me from my home and family,
The hoped-for relief I know is nearest me.

5. For time destroys what it has built and extinguishes
What it has lit, it shifts what's far to near, such is its whim.