1. When you were absent from my eyes and unaware
Of the suffering your distance brought in bitter air,

2. I called to you as tears from me burst without care,
O you whose beauty all creation cannot share!

3. Come to a yearning lover, by confusion ensnared,
And pity your servants whom distress has impaired.

4. Have mercy, have mercy on the mournful, the pained,
For he is undone, spent by loving unspared.

5. So take pity on him with your glance and your grace,
And comfort his grief with a kiss on the face.