1. I thought order's beauty not of passion
In it, but it is nature's tongue

2. I said you have been overly heedless of me
And slyly crept under the tail of deceit

3. You threw away my intimate closeness to my ardour
So you met me with the cup of estrangement

4. So fear God, turn your self towards my heart
And be gentle with it and make it submissive

5. And realize that with you, my soul
Is yours, obedient, as long as I live

6. In you it has become of wayward spirit and fervent love
And by God, if it knew, it is noble

7. So revive it with acceptance, and be tender towards it
And make goodness your habit with it