1. I stood when my path of desires had narrowed,
And nothing remained of my doctrine but the bitterness of the end.

2. I stood alone, lost and weak,
A friend of melancholy.

3. I wanted a long prayer,
For the one I almost forgot, for whom?

4. For whom does a young man pray,
Who got used to other than prayers,

5. And busied a tender heart,
And went astray from God?

6. O He who was bountiful but is now hidden
Behind the limits of mankind.

7. I forgot You in the days of purity,
So do not forget me in hardship.

8. O Most Forgiving, Most Merciful,
Who sees my humility yesterday and tomorrow.

9. I seek refuge in You from vengeance,
And Your forbearance fills eternity.

10. Your pastures are the bliss I yearn for, my Master.
And my body is worn out by suffering.

11. Take me by the hand, with Your tenderness.