1. It is true that if I weep blood, it is true
My shoulders bear more than I can stand

2. Sins, if I were to die from their weight
I would be shredded by vipers and cobras

3. Even if the smallest portion were forgiven
It would destroy those of delicate build

4. Or if my sins were cast into the vast ocean
It would drown, sunk by their weight

5. If my sins blew upwards onto ice
The ice would melt away from their heat

6. How can I, a normal human,
Born of a clot of blood and sperm

7. Withstand what shakes the pillars
And fills the joints and veins?

8. I am the living one who died alive
I am the captive of freed sin

9. I am drunk on a wine of sins
And when will the drunkard awake?

10. They say youth is wantonness
And wantonness cracks with old age

11. And old age brings moralizing
Yet in old age, nature is immutable

12. Yet here I am, with grey hair upon me
Yearning for passion like the passionless

13. Now I am like aged wood, oh aged wood!
My morals and nature are rights

14. A fifty year old with the ways
Of a twittering twenty year old

15. So I've made my goal collecting trifles
For that is the catapult of the feeble

16. I do not awaken from my lifestyle
My food, drink, clothes, leisure and more

17. Oh God, forgive me and guide me
For my hope's rope is tied to You