1. A lord whose kindness aged me prosperous
Who dreams away my faults, his mercy moves

2. Around me, though vengeance kindles its blaming coals
Yet his nobility restrains it from me

3. I'm of those his sanctuary has kept safe
Though seeming a crime, mine unlike others' dooming

4. Though seeming I was resolute to revile him
That resolve, unlike me, I'd not make it

5. Rather it's imaginer who reviles him
I swear if I proceed I wrong him

6. Ever gently my misdeeds he'll speak to
That I of speakers am the lowest ilk

7. If that misdeed's a thing I can do
At morn may God requite a debt I owe

8. If that unseen is one he knows
And He who my concealments can't enfold

9. From Him nor His pen neglects me
Still my trust seeks His refuge

10. No health's cured my pain with its sign
Or I'll taste death's bitterness proffered

11. Longing vainly for recovery denied
Nay, by God whom I implore

12. From what mars and welds my cheek
Freed of blame no guilt on me

13. With the zeal that melted my concerns
In a horizon beyond stars' reach