Sol 5.6

  1. At Your door, O Bestower, I have become destitute and disappointed,

    bereft and sorely afflicted, in the bonds of calamity.

  2. At Your door, O Bestower, I have devoted my desire wholly to You,

    bringing forth my hopes and laying down my need.

  3. My suffering is the suffering of the sorely tried, and my condition

    is known to You—so mend my poverty and quench my burning thirst.

  4. Your gifts, O God, come without any contrivance;

    they continue in succession, one after another, and are my best means.

  5. Your giving, O Bestower, is not prompted by circumstance,

    nor by ulterior purposes, nor in expectation of return.

  6. You are the true Generous One; no absolute gift

    comes from creation except from You, O Possessor of bounty.

  7. How could a gift be obtained from one whom You own,

    who has not an atom's share in the dominion?

  8. Giving cannot rightly issue from anyone but an owner,

    nor can giving rightly be ascribed to mere causality.

  9. For in truth, giving belongs only to a giver

    who is rich, fully able, and Owner of every created being.

  10. My God, grant me from Your gifts the wealth of independence

    from creation, within myself and among all who encounter me.

  11. My God, grant me mercy from Your own presence,

    for all true wealth lies in mercy from Your presence.

Sol 5.6