1. My sin to him is my submission when I see him
And the length of my longing for him when I remember him

2. And I have not wounded his affection with a glance of my eye
Except that my liver would extract its stones because of him

3. My soul over his stinginess would ransom him over a moon
And if he blamed me for a sin he would not forgive it

4. And one blaming with patience of heart orders me
So I said: From where will I get a heart with which I can have patience