1. Your deeds in lofty matters are supreme and most splendid,
And your face in calamity is brightest and most lucid.

2. And your name in the heart of time is awe-inspiring,
So after what had been rash is now gentle and meek.

3. And one like you, before tribulations, is forgiving,
Yet after crimes, you pardon and gently reproach.

4. Your generosity is like water, and water is drowning,
And your might is like fire, and fire sets alight.

5. You were not formerly wont to turn away in disdain,
Why then in this time are you being explicit?

6. Let me mumble what I can with your reproaches,
And do not make me, with complaining, speak outright.

7. May God guard my heart, how stringent is its keeping!
It meets with these setbacks and gives sincere advice.

8. For I am lofty of soul in poverty and in wealth.
I linger in the coolth of wishes to refresh myself.

9. I pass the night abstinent of taste, and provisions are at hand,
My hopes are lofty, and resources gush forth.

10. And I upon that allegiance stand steadfast,
And will not, even if you drive me away, budge.

11. So the bargain of my love, if you buy its purity,
You will inevitably thereby profit.

12. And if you have counted a sin which you supposed,
Then pardon is better and weightier still.

13. For if that manly virtue should narrow after its breadth,
No spacious place on earth would afford range.