1. O guide of the generous gaze, as if
They shod him with the four winds.

2. Like a swift, well-trained steed, or like pouring rain,
Or like a darting arrow let loose.

3. Nothing is swifter than him except my thoughts
In gratitude for your great, exalted gift.

4. If I were just in praising his majesty,
For the majesty of his noble, splendid guide,

5. I would pledge the love of my heart for his love,
And make his tether the darkness of my tears.

6. Without hesitation I would give and cut
The cloak of my youth for his glory and veil.