1. Who will convey on my behalf to the benevolent one of dew,
And his brothers who act with the benevolence of the benevolent,

2. I see you and me as a fifth thirsty one,
To the water beneath which five springs flow,

3. Just so, you are five whose generosity overflows,
It spread, and my neglect and procrastination singled me out,

4. And at whatever time it was, it was a time of what transpired,
So the calamities of my eras flowed over my state,

5. Did I not gather the hearings, then leave them,
Abodes of words, hostages of tongues,

6. So how my condition differed from my words, though it is,
Praise of you, no twisting therein, so do not twist me,

7. And I, for what was from me toward you,
O breath of my breast, you raged, so be calm.