1. The rain gives us just enough to envision
Like mountains firmly rooted

2. Benefit has overwhelmed our ships
In the hands of tyrants, in good times and bad

3. As for tools, we have daggers and crafted weapons
Bare blades and piercing spears

4. And David’s weave of layered mail
From the time of Ad and after the living one from Iram

5. At daybreak they don their armor
Over the loins of steady, garment-rending warriors

6. War will not milk me of resolve after testing me
Except for the writhing of a defiant, mighty chief

7. No war is cured by war, but God cures it
And in it the intercession of kinship cures

8. Until it turns to union after estrangement
Make war on it as wolves make war on sheep

9. I will not refuse you though you be unruly
Unless I find among people one who takes offense