1. I see the days persist in defying me
And afflict me with unending tribulations

2. So there is no protector who responds to my call
Nor a friend who cares for my woeful state

3. If I had called out to the helper of kings
I would not have delayed the response

4. Perhaps the days will show us
The rising of the sun through the clouds' gaps

5. So we can graze in his abundant meadows
And roam freely in his vast lands