1. Thanks be to God, thanks that does not cease
Thanks that aligns with what the pen dictates

2. Affliction comes as purification and reminder
As if every affliction is a blessing in disguise

3. And this world is filled with harm
But with patience and forgiveness it concludes

4. The ordainer of destinies in hardship and wellbeing
For nothing endures except by acceptance, stand firm

5. I seek God's forgiveness, I do not complain of affliction or
See it as anything but a bestowal of generosity

6. The nature of the soul is to panic when afflicted
And in joy, to be excessive and reckless

7. So judge the soul in both states, did it submit
To God? For reason rules its states

8. And the soul's nature is in the hands of its insight
So toss insight where the soul trespass

9. I decay, yet hope stays alive in my soul
And that is more agonizing than pain

10. The ailments of our souls, a malady that ails it
With misery it rages, with comfort it blazes

11. The calamities of religion are most bitter
Beyond them reward is gained

12. Reward abounds in bearing afflictions well
And every righteousness of ours expires

13. And many vie to maintain wellbeing
Vying to forfeit virtue they spurn

14. So strive for reward in all matters, and never
Weary of affliction, for weariness is the crux of the ill

15. Much harm is sparser than some wellbeing
And some wellbeing, hidden in it - ailments

16. Affliction hastens upon the best servants
Proof that affliction merits reward they sense not

17. What use is pretense against what leaves us not
And neither will nor resolve deflects

18. Troubles befall people for their virtues
From a wisdom they know or knew not

19. I entrust my soul to God, wherever He stored it
His trusts are not lost to ruin

20. I ask God to protect my soul in ease and strife
For hearts in God's keeping stand guarded

21. And I ask God for kindness to me and you
In every sorrow, a cure sustained

22. O He who granted me joy in recovery, joy itself
Became recovery, wellbeing manifested, and ills fled

23. He who adorned me with praise from his bounties
As if it were pearls and rubies, well-threaded

24. From his features, blossoms, from his sea, plentitude
From his gifts, pride and nobility stemmed

25. I recognized in you a perfection beyond
Description, however plentiful the words

26. Your perfection is no false claim of praising flatterer
But witnessed by sword and pen

27. You followed what glories passed, and they fell short
Of your stature, a degree you precede

28. And virtues pledged allegiance, so you stood tall
Aspiring, while you are matchless, unequaled

29. Who can express the finest meanings in praising you
Beyond words, my tongue muted in your regard