1. My soul would ransom you from calamities,

    from death’s uncertainties and the descent of peril.

  2. Your deeds are too great for an appointed time,

    and your promise arrives before it can be awaited.

  3. Your hand rains bounty upon those who seek your favor,

    in a flood abundant, limpid, and free of taint.

  4. If pressing business has kept you from me, and I

    have not recalled myself to you, it was for fear of wearying you.

  5. I have stumbled in bewilderment, unable to pass be—

    —yond it to a sustaining arm or refuge.

  6. I pawned my clothes, but heaven’s decre—

    —e barred repayment, and fate blocked the way.

  7. And this winter bears cruelly down on me,

    as you can see from its grievous effects.

  8. Each morning it assails me with biting storm—

    —winds, or piercing cold like needle-pricks.

  9. And the women of your household, whom I sup—

    —port, suffer every misery from its cold.

  10. This one moans, and that one groans,

    while another’s tears stream like pearls.

  11. When they toss restlessly beneath the darkness,

    they console themselves with hopes of your gracious regard.

  12. They watch your bounty like drought-strick—

    —en folk scanning lightning in hope of rain.

  13. They hope I shall return with what they await,

    as a traveler’s return is eagerly awaited.

  14. So graciously fulfill what you have promised,

    for today none but you is awaited.

  15. Live for me, and after me—for you are li—

    —fe itself, and my body’s hearing and sight.

Sol 6.1