1. The light of truth guided me by the grace it gave me
From the worries that burdened me, O door

2. From the description that always describes my Lord
A slave who has been brought near, make me near, O door

3. It is pure drink I sip from the wine jar
That has traits of meaning, O door

4. The betrayer's limbs, I strike mute here
With this, my tongue, we followed, O door

5. Your time is a tent pole that lasts
It is the light of your branches, O door