1. If my words seem harsh, have patience, for
Unpleasant medicine restores health to our bodies.

2. Were it not for tribulations, reproach would not taste sweet to us,
Were we not so short, clothes would not adorn us.

3. Sometimes I reproach my brothers, though they are my confidence,
At times when swords are being sharpened.

4. Sins, when exposed, are erased
From hearts, otherwise they become grudges.