1. Beloved! What expedient can the heart devise?

    Behold, it tosses in the embers of love’s torment.

  2. Where can it find a strength to clothe itself in,

    or patience? Patience’s lightning, O Love, is a rainless deception.

  3. It hopes that God will make all well through contentment

    and dispel its care whenever it spends the night in dread.

  4. Then the time comes, by God’s gentle grace, for the decree to turn

    into contentment, and all it had spent the night dreading is erased.

  5. The honored standing of Zahra’s father—Taha—is my means

    to God: it banishes anguish, and victory draws near.

Sol 5.6