1. If grace is renewed for a man,
Then completing it is renewed good health.

2. And with gratitude its renewal was ordained,
Afterwards God's hand is healing.

3. And if it were purified it would be purer for it,
But the world of the youth is arid.

4. And were it not for the turbid vileness,
Its value would not be ordained as pure.

5. And a man must have affliction,
To test the temptations of his blessings.

6. And your fortunes have blown their winds,
Directed straight blowing without swerving.

7. And the winds must be
Raging in some of its gusts.

8. So patience and fresh health,
And safety to a hundred well-matched.

9. May those opposed to you protect you from harm,
Concealed opponents in the wilderness.

10. And his state is not lofty,
But it is a drifting carcass.

11. And were it not for disliking to bore you,
I would have continued to the last rhyme.